Drowning in lava but allowing the flames to scorch my skin,
Allowing the pain of it all to take over,
For my life will soon be over and nobody will know nor will they find my body.
To care or not to care,
In a world filled with so much pity and despair,
Through burnt bridges, rejections, and abandonment issues,
Through the misery of it all,
The brain is done and tired,
Fully evaporated from trying to blend in,
When I clearly do not fit into this neurotypical society.
Cutting a lot of people,
Self isolating a lot more,
Little do others know what is going on around more,
Refusing to connect and communicate my true self,
Losing myself in this parallel alter universe,
Not caring too much about what happens this evening.
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PuisiThe version of instances made to feel complete but still missing the pieces to put together.
