life sometimes feels so unreal, It's like a living dreamit's feeling so numb but still feeling the pain inside.
I sit in the rain hoping I would drown the painBut nothing can stop the hurting, nothing can keep me sane.
However, there is a safety in the numbnessSomething that keeps me alive, it's a strange comfort.
the numbness became a strange addictionto feel nothing, but in the same time still feeling my heart. can u see its darkness?can u see the emotions drifting off my face, can you fix it?
this feels more like a prison than freedom to me, but is reality really reality? nothing is what it looks like.
because life is unreal and death uncertain, so what is the purpose of living anyway?
Because life just feels like another nightmare, but this time, one i can't wake up from, not even by a pinch.
there aren't really ways to wake up from this.Not even death can fix this.However, in some rare cases, this nightmare can become a dream.
How?That's even for me a mystery.I'll let u discover it for yourselves.
co-written with R and J
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