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Sometimes I’m afraid that I’m not even real

That I walk around and simulate what I think I should feel

My only goal is happiness, yet I’m miserable

I just numb the pain

It’s the only thing keeping me sane

Because if I could see myself clearly

I’d give to self-loathing

So I stay in a daze

And give an empty gaze

A blank stare

It’s like I’m not even there

I wish I could just fly away

To an empty field

And just forget it all

If I was alone I wouldn’t have to fix myself

But I’m not alone

And that’s what haunts me