Rare is the soul brave enough to suffer the deep rotten ruin of humanity, yet still choose to love with unbearable depth. Rare is me.
I don't regret any of it.
Your culture.
Your fake admiration.
Your flattery.
Your nationalism.
Your politics.
Your religion.
Your race.
Your hypocrisy.
Your betrayal.
Your apathy.
It all has failed to take that away from me.
I had nothing and I still gave, I was never loved and I still loved.
Rare is me.
You will always remember the exception to your rules.
I won't always remember you. You're all the same. You believe the same. You want the same things, you betray yourselves the same way, you live for the same reasons and die for no reason at all.
I won't always remember the price of trusting you. All that exists are reminders of an old wound. To truly hurt me, for a life time, you would have to be different.
You all are the same.
Your culture.
Your fake admiration.
Your flattery.
Your nationalism.
Your politics.
Your religion.
Your race.
Your hypocrisy.
Your betrayal.
Your apathy.
It all has failed to take that away from me.
I had nothing and I still gave, I was never loved and I still loved.
Rare is me.
You will always remember the exception to your rules.
I won't always remember you. You're all the same. You believe the same. You want the same things, you betray yourselves the same way, you live for the same reasons and die for no reason at all.
I won't always remember the price of trusting you. All that exists are reminders of an old wound. To truly hurt me, for a life time, you would have to be different.
You all are the same.
