Don't you wanna hate yourself?
When you can't be wherever you want
Don't you wanna hate yourself?
When you can't be whoever you want
Don't you wanna hate yourself?
When nothing's as it seems
When you're darkening all your
dreams
When they talk and break and watch
When you don't even feel the touch
Don't you?!
Don't you wanna hurt yourself?
When they all laugh and smile
But you're stuck in your own mind
Don't you wanna hurt yourself?
When you don't feel happy anymore
No true colors, no heartbeats, no more
Don't you wanna hurt yourself?
When everybody's pretending
And all you do
Is wait for an ending
When things that made you happy someday
And the poems you used to read all day
Doesn't make any sense
But you're feeling something,
So intense
“There was a boy
Whose name was Jim
His friends
Were very good to him
They gave him tea
And cakes and jam
And slices of delicious ham...”
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There was a girl
Whose days were bright
Whose light would ruin
The darkness of night
Whose dreams were full of stars,
Like the sky
Her eyes were shiny,
She would never cry
Everything can be a lie
YOU ARE READING
Withering Dreams
Thơ ca"But who's the tangled one in the bubble? " -Not just me, we're all confined by the walls we build ourselves. And those who suddenly find their elves in another world... maybe an unknown world Everybody who they feel something vague And every elf...
