Do i want?
Do i need?
Do i care?
Nobody understands what happens in my brain...
We smile together...
We laugh together...
We are together...
But i don't "FEEL" together...
I'm always putting smiles on people's faces...despite all the shit i'm feeling...
Nobody sees it...
I wear a mask...
Sometimes i slip it off..
But when they notice...
I put it back on again...
I don't want to feel this way...
i don't want them to sense that i feel this way...
WHAT THE FUCK!?!
WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT!?!
I wanna be alone...
I wonder what it'll be like if they never knew me...
I wonder what it'll be like if i...
Nothing...
I hate everything...
DON'T TALK TO ME!
DON'T LOOK AT ME!
LEAVE ME ALONE!!!
Is it better to have a roof over your head but don't know shit about your own surroundings?
Or is it better to be homeless, travel the roads, survive...
I want to do so much...
i know so much...
Trapped in a void of my own sorrow...
I bet most of my friends that are reading this barely knew this even existed inside this "Jolly", "Crazy", "Talented", "Alien"...boy
Why do i show that?
Can't i be myself anymore?
Is there even a "Myself" to return to?
What do i do?...
How do i live?...
Why?...
Why do i...live?...
I've been wondering why i always look down...
Why i always prefer to walk with my hands in my pocket...
Why i...try
It's hard to fit in...
I always somehow force a smile...
But when i don't...
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PLEASE END IT...I wish...
FUCK THIS!
I DON'T DESERVE NOTHING!
I DON'T NEED NOTHING!
I DON'T DESERVE ANYONE!
They don't deserve me...
i don't deserve to smile...
It hurts...
Joy hurts...
I wonder how many times i almost cried in the face of my friends...
My family...
But hey! I'm a Fucking actor right?
Faking emotions while hiding others is my shit!
I've lost myself...
Between all these "emotions"
I forgot what it was like to feel...
I don't want to feel anymore...
One day i went out and had my mom buy me a knife...
A sharp...red...knife...
To this day i look for anything to cut it with...
I wonder what shade covers it next...
Sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh
I'm going insane...
I can hear them...
I can see them...
I can...FEEL them...
They're everywhere...
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My Mask [Completed]
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