you know how when they make everything into your fault,
when it's their problem in the first place
and it's so much easier to blame some fool
which i guess is me.
i will leave when it's my time to leave,
i'm sorry if i've burdened you for most of my life.
it sucks to know that this is how you guys feel about me,
after all this time.
after all the fake smiles and fake laughs.
and you know what is the most fucked up thing about all this,
i really wanted to change.
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"i'm losing my sanity,
talking in a 3rd person point of view.
it's not painful,
it just hurt.
get my drift."
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school is the last thing on my mind,
easing into the option of dropping out.
it's easy to give up,
but i see it as the only way to escape,
even though that sound so juvenile.
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it's not my fucking problem that you wanna use my money to
keep this fucking family up.
how the fuck would i know that you wanna use it.
and again,
it's my fault.
it always has been.
to you.
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you know when you reach this point,
a point where it doesn't matter anymore,
a point where vulgarities just go through you,
a point where it's just doesn't feel right when you're being nice.
then you would know how i feel.
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is it wrong to be noticed sometime.
to be appreciated,
to be smiled at.
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i bitch cos i have to,
not because i want to.
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don't get me wrong,
in a crooked and sick way,
i understand why you have to side them.
i understand why you have to be so bias and unreasonable.
but i just want you to know that you're killing me.
what more can i say.
i can write a thousand more words to satisfy myself,
but i don't see any good in doing that cos
this is all just a
repetitive,
fucked up
cycle in this inglorious life of mine.
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“In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope.
In a world filled with anger,
we must still dare to comfort.
In a world filled with despair,
we must still dare to dream.
And in a world filled with distrust,
we must still dare to believe.”