I was just thinking about how the world would be without me.
With the world i don't mean our world but the world in which i live.
I wonder if anybody would really miss me.
I'm living in a circle.
Pretending that i'm happy.
Pretending that i'm confident.
Pretending that i don't hurt myself anymore.
I might been clean for the last few months but that doesn't mean that i'm done with hurting myself.
It's still in the back of my head.
And it comes back everytime i get sad.
It's not forgotten.
I wish the rain could wash away all my pain.
But i'm filled with pain.
So if the rain would wash away my pain, i would disappear.
Even tough i'm filled with pain, i'm empty.
Oh emptiness.
You're a stupid little cunt.
You never leave me alone.
You're always next to me or in me.
It's mindblowing how a human suffers.
But who gives a fuck?
Nobody.
This world is ugly and filled with hate.
And you're forgotten.
