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-Feelings-
I'm done with wearing masks.
I don't want to be taken for who I pretend to be.
I want to be taken for who I am.
This, Is the real me.
If you don't like it, thats fine.
But then just leave me alone.
Don't try to make my life even worse.
I'll be better off alone.
My memories are a torture.
Never to leave, taunting.
I just don't want to remember.
But they keep on haunting.
And friends, I don't believe I have any.
Never had anyway.
They just pretended to be my buddies.
But when I needed them, they ran away.
I'm just so sick of this life.
I don't want to live it anymore.
Just leave me alone in my own pitiful world.
And let me be the kid that you'll ignore.
I don't care if you love or hate me.
I'm just sick of the things going on.
That I can't control my feelings.
So I'll make sure that they're gone.
I cut off my ties to the people I love.
I just want to be alone.
So I can't be hurt anymore.
And I can be on my own.
Since I have no feelings.
I do not cry.
But I will be waiting.
For the chance to say this life goodbye.