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pessimistica
How could I ever think that things could get better?
If they haven’t yet, then they never will
It’ll always stay the same
How could I ever think that I ever needed anything?
Inside it’s so empty, but if I had what I long for
I still wouldn’t function correctly
Inside I wish there could be someone there for me
But how is that possible, when I’m never there for myself?
It’s all bound to collapse in the end
Sometimes I just wish I could throw this all away
I function in this life only as some kind of mistake
Just leave me for dead
Try not to feel so down about yourself, there are people in this world that love and care about you. All you have to do is believe. ;) *hugs*
.:Kaela:.
I think that you are focusing too much on how other people affect your life. Maybe you should try and look inside yourself and see how YOU affect your life. Then maybe you can write a poem named optimistica?
wow...
that's powerful shit...
you and i should get ourselves checked out by doctors
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