When I was younger my parents always jokingly told me everything was my fault
Little did they know that I'd grow up believing it with all my heart
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
When I was young
When I was younger my parents always jokingly told me everything was my fault
Little did they know that I'd grow up believing it with all my heart
