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I'm Sorry for Being Selfish
I'm sorry for being selfish,
I don't know any other way,
The rises, and sets
but I feel not one ray,
in a singular moment
suspended for eternity,
Scribbling sorrows on silk screens,
but it brings me no ease,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but the forsaken are calling,
pulling me relentlessly back,
to the unseen realm,
to fix this paradox,
that's been named me,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but I've finally accepted
my resolute truth
I'm just a nobody, a husk of a man
devoid of emotions,
There is no other half
to make me whole,
It was meant to be this way
In my desolate role,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
I can no longer hold
these thought in my head,
blue fades to black,
ya that's what I've read,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
It's just how, it's supposed to be,
you can't turn over my leaf,
Fall is here,
I've withered and crumbled
Spring won't return for me
I'm not sorry for being selfish,
the cold has long ago
turned me numb,
I'm a heartless now,
blending into the edge of my shadows,
Till I can no longer hum,
But my empty melodies,
I'll leave behind,
maybe you can see,
what I couldn't find.
I don't know any other way,
The rises, and sets
but I feel not one ray,
in a singular moment
suspended for eternity,
Scribbling sorrows on silk screens,
but it brings me no ease,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but the forsaken are calling,
pulling me relentlessly back,
to the unseen realm,
to fix this paradox,
that's been named me,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
but I've finally accepted
my resolute truth
I'm just a nobody, a husk of a man
devoid of emotions,
There is no other half
to make me whole,
It was meant to be this way
In my desolate role,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
I can no longer hold
these thought in my head,
blue fades to black,
ya that's what I've read,
I'm sorry for being selfish,
It's just how, it's supposed to be,
you can't turn over my leaf,
Fall is here,
I've withered and crumbled
Spring won't return for me
I'm not sorry for being selfish,
the cold has long ago
turned me numb,
I'm a heartless now,
blending into the edge of my shadows,
Till I can no longer hum,
But my empty melodies,
I'll leave behind,
maybe you can see,
what I couldn't find.
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