I'm done with everything, I'm a fucking mess and I don't want to be alive anymore, I was hoping for a change but I can't see a little of change in me. The more I want it, the more I feel dissapoint of myself.
I just need one reason to be part of this world, but nothing seems ready to change, we can say what we want but we're not ready.
My mind is so abusive with those thoughts of miserable life, I can't stop thinking about how the world is, and when I think about it more and more, I just feel so tired of being here.
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Broken Minds.
RandomWe fake a smiles every time, and that is easy because we been doing it for a while, we hide the truth behind our eyes and we know that the only way to save our souls is being different from who we are, because is the only path that the society teach...
