I don't know what I'm doing anymore
I wish I could just end this right here and now
Aren't you just so unbearably sad,
so unimaginably lonely?
My favourite line I've ever read was this;
"everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt"
I wish it were true.
But I seem to find myself thinking the opposite.
"nothing was beautiful, and everything hurt"
I wish there were someone left to read this.
I don't know what I'm saying anymore.
I love you.
I hate you.
Who are you?
I don't know who you are.
I've forgotten you're face.
I want to know,
Aren't you just so unbearably sad?
Please tell me
I'm not alone.