The Best and The Worst of Me

The End

The End...

Why do I still try?

When all I want to do is cry

Say goodbye

Fly

High

In the sky

I'm far too shy

To even care why

I should even try to make friends...

They'll all leave me

I don't want to feel anything anymore

Nothing is real...

What's the point of life when you can't live?

Life is a deathtrap

We all live like lab rats

Trying to get to the end of the maze

In the end we're all dead anyway

Pointless, little bodies

Burried in the rubble of out homes and workplaces

We are nothing but dirt in the end

That's why I don't want friends

It doesn't matter...

In the end...

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