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I should stop, but I keep going

Looking for something I’ll never find

I should leave, but I stay right here

Still waiting for anything that will never come



I’m ready to leave

If it should take me right now

I know it wouldn’t matter

Nothing to look forward to anyhow



Because I’m already dead anyway

So it all ceases to matter

I refuse to be anything that resembles living

I refuse to pretend it’s alright



If you really cared

You’d find the time to

You know I would for you



If you really wanted

You’d reach out for me

But nothing can reach this far



You don’t really know me

Because even I don’t

So many parts turn up missing

Just can’t find them



Maybe you can tell me

Who I am

Because I don’t know

Anymore



I’m ready to leave.

Take me away.