I have harmed myself again,
Blood is coming out
But not the pain.
As if it is immune to all these things,
The emotions in me are ready to destruct
My soul, my everything.
How much i try it doesn't leave me,
It's like my shadow,
But it's only there in the good things.
I have tried to be strong,
Not letting anyone break my wall,
But i don't know how i myself commencement to break it down.
And then i cry and cast blame upon people
And loosing them forever.
I have been loved,
I have been pampered,
But then also i am angered.
It's not the people. It's not anyone.
It's me who I can't find in this world.
I am literally loosing in this game,
But then also i wish to show that man above,
That i am strong,
And i will bring back my name.
It's a fight between him and me
Who will win let's see.
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