I started crying -
Tired of lying
To myself and others who are expecting
For me to be a successful human being.
Yes, I've tried
and found it very hard
To preserve everything
I was obtaining
For years and years
Around.
Then I've asked
my mysterious self
Trying to understand
what I really wanted.
Yes,
I wanted to be happy.
I wanted to be loved.
But my life turned out crappy,
And I've found myself shoved
Into this deep and open sea
Of my feelings.
Still I was trying,
Didn't want to give up.
Still I was lying,
Trying to clear up
my dark little mind.
People were talking,
I was still walking
with my head up,
Trying to climb up
to this big, gray mountain
Of my thoughts.
Still it was hard,
I've played my best card
And still was unsatisfied.
Days were passing,
Years were flying,
I found myself thinking
and finally realizing
I'm already dying.
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