I Blah Blah Blah
It's kind of funny.
You know exactly when it ends yet you wish it didn't, that it couldn't. Isn't that funny ? How you can weakly fool yourself then become distraught and hurt in the end ?
You wait and you pray that one day, maybe. Maybe.
Though obviously, it's not maybe. It's sorry. You're sorry. You're so sorry to be so weak, to be so alone.
How could the gods throw you here ? To be alone, to stand for yourself, maybe fool yourself til you can ? Then you end up fooling yourself too much that it hurts.
You're in a room but it's becoming smaller and smaller. And you can't breathe. Can't they hear you ? You try though, don't you ? They can't. But you want them to, don't you ?
There's no one there
Even if you wish there was, even you ask, they can't. It's just not possible.
But why are you so hurt ? You did this. This is your fault.
You know exactly when it ends yet you wish it didn't, that it couldn't. Isn't that funny ? How you can weakly fool yourself then become distraught and hurt in the end ?
You wait and you pray that one day, maybe. Maybe.
Though obviously, it's not maybe. It's sorry. You're sorry. You're so sorry to be so weak, to be so alone.
How could the gods throw you here ? To be alone, to stand for yourself, maybe fool yourself til you can ? Then you end up fooling yourself too much that it hurts.
You're in a room but it's becoming smaller and smaller. And you can't breathe. Can't they hear you ? You try though, don't you ? They can't. But you want them to, don't you ?
There's no one there
Even if you wish there was, even you ask, they can't. It's just not possible.
But why are you so hurt ? You did this. This is your fault.
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