World dirty, full of garbage and without remedy. We're in a place that have no sense, we're being harm by accidents, it's just like we're here searching for something that doesn't exist and looking for someone else who can comprehend how difficult is life being.
You're boring me to death but I'm already dead, there's nothing to do, we can't regret what happens and change it, we are here and we need to go away, in some cases is better to feel pain that feel sadness or misery.
It's only you, you have the weapons you need, and even if there are shadows underneath, just fight, fight for your life and for your soul, there's nothing wrong with that.
I hope in the end it's gonna be just fine but now all of the things that fuck me up are getting me deeper in this mess and I don't know how or why.
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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...
