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Nowhere.
My mind is blank.
My life is at stake.
I make way to many mistakes.
This is just me.
But this is nothing of whom I should be.
Every morning I wake up,
I see my reflection then I stab it 10 times.
I can't stand your lies,
Let alone mine.
I act like I'm fine,
When I'm dead in real life.
But nothing is real.
That's just what I feel.
I feel nothing,
Cause nothing is nowhere.
But nowhere is where I'm headed.
My life is at stake.
I make way to many mistakes.
This is just me.
But this is nothing of whom I should be.
Every morning I wake up,
I see my reflection then I stab it 10 times.
I can't stand your lies,
Let alone mine.
I act like I'm fine,
When I'm dead in real life.
But nothing is real.
That's just what I feel.
I feel nothing,
Cause nothing is nowhere.
But nowhere is where I'm headed.
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