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No, I dont want to talk about it

How do I explain myself?
 
Cause my anger is misplaced.
 
It's like, I wanna be by myself, but not feel alone.
 
And I wanna skip out on life, but life's not allowed to go on without me.
 
It's all twisted cause I dream of leaving an impression, but I dont want anything to touch me.
 
Yet every moment leaves its mark.
 
How can I be so shallow and hollow, but feel so deeply?
 
I miss drugs. I miss the void and loss of inhibition.
 
Seriously, when did I forget how to be human?
 
Anything is better than this... nothing would even be better.
 
I freakin hate me.
Written by Unredeemed (Vickie)
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