Do you find yourself thinking you want to be gone?
And now that the sun has revealed how it shines,
are you willing to die?
It does not even matter who you are.
It does not matter that you have lost.
Nothing matters anymore.
You are running around in circles.
You are dying without a catch.
You do not need anyone,
but you cannot let go to your imagery.
If you asked me,
No, I do not regret anything.
If you ask me,
No, I cannot be here.
If you ask me,
Is it because he loves you?
But why the hell do I feel so lost.
Why the fuck do I feel alone.
Why am I so pathetic.
I do not know.
And if it makes you feel better,
I care.
I can say I do not care,
Like I want to,
But it makes me a coward to my own mind.
And I was always right to begin with.
I was always wrong,
But it matters.
And I care.
I am chained to myself,
Because I am so foolish,
I am so lost.
I thought I was doing what was right.
I thought I knew.
But I do not know anything.
Not one thing.
And I do not want to the same way I do.
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