Kimya Dawson

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We are walking

Endlessly

In a world that would be torturous

Without each other's company

But as we walk

I see you look at a different path

With different people

With nicer faces

With pretty girls and handsome boys

And you go left and hop on that path

And I try to follow you but I can't

So I call out to you and wish for you to turn around

But you don't

So I carry on and cry

Walking right

And a few hours later

I discover I can leave my trail now

And I follow that path that you took

Only to find you

Happy

And to realize

You didn't care where I was in the first place