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Midnight Thoughts

Midnight Thoughts

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27 Feb 2023

I throw on a facade and then act like I'm alright. Say I'll go to sleep, but then stay up all damn night. And honestly, I think that there's something very wrong with me. Writing down these lines, but they just don't feel like songs to me. I usually spend the night locked inside my head. Thoughts about my ex and the days that i'll be dead. Mood is suicidal, this is just me in denial. Burn my feelings in a pile, I can't seem to find the strength to smile. Say they tired of the sad shit, sorry thatis how I feel. Ain't nobody bumbs my shit, I'm sorry that I lack appeal. I just wanna cruise around, kick it with the top down. Taller than these fools, but they still wanna talk down. Like what did I do to spite you? Don't wanna fight you. Chillin' in the darkness, I'm just tryna spread some light dude. And lately, I have noticed that they hate everything I do. I don't see the point to life, So I spark up like Raichu. And honestly, I'm sorry if I ever caused you pain. But it will be erased with a bullet to the brain. Slit my wrists with the razor that I used to sever ties. I hate when girls I love move on to the better guys. I'm tired of missing people that will never miss me. See the pain inside my eyes and every time it gets me. And I know I'm not good enough for anyone to love me. I'm really not that funny and most people think I'm ugly. I'm sorry that I'm not enough, sorry that I'm not that tough. I know my body's not that buff, but maybe I can still find love. And Cupid's just another deamon sent to haunt me. Say I wanna move on but the old feelings stop me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

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