Everyone

Everyone thinks of the world as some great place.

If so, then why are we burried in the silence of cruelty.

We live on a dead horrible earth.

All most of us want to do is never wake up.

If I let the world interfere with my life I would probably end up just like it, cold and dead and at times I think that wouldn't be a bad idea.

I just sit back and think no one is worth my horrible life.

The dreaded people of the rotted world are dead inside and I am not letting them get me that way.

But my love holds my life in his hands.

I have to say that it feels like this is the end.

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it isn't the end remember the quote you read to me it went sumthn like this "if things aren't good than it's not the end" sumthin like that but things aren't good and only i am to blame don't and stop blaming yourself you are my weeble and there is no one like you, you've done nothing wrong sorry for telling you different in the past, it's a new day and the sun is shinning!!!!!!!! with love jon