and i will not attempt to present myself as an idealist,
but
will it be correct to say i have something or someone that
i am willing to die for?
i will evaporate and distinct before i come right out and
shout it out loud: i live for nothing.
and so again i have only my thoughts to excuse my being, to
justify my human self.
and my head- the acing of despair echoing in the halls of
my mentality, breaking recklessly all i thought i had and
then again- was it nothing?
the words are empty of meaning. the ground and the earth
are cold and all wonders of nature have gone with the
people i used to care for.
taking my breaths in silence, ashamed. i hope nobody hears
i'm a bitch who's had it with dealing, let down her
life...
and all their expectations, they went up high in my head,
now no one can help and the feeling of failure takes
over.
This girl is falling apart and the whole thing is crooked,
i want to die or at least to forget all i ever was, all i
stand for...
everyone i let down.