Like a ship capsizing after being hurled at by the tide.
Like the autumn leaves falling from the trees, outdated. No longer relevant.
Collectiveness becomes individuality.
Is this the part of life where I try to repent? I can't forgive myself for the numbness I've caused upon me.
It's hard to piece together all the holes in my life.
The person-shaped holes. They're irreplaceable.
But am I really that dependent on others to get through the process one calls living?
As when I'm alone, all I do is self-destruct.
Who am I, really? Who am I to the people I know?
I lose myself amongst the crowd. I scream, yet no heads turn.
I lead my own life un-noticed.
People don't remember me. Because who could remember a girl that fails to even remember herself?
One in eight billion. Irrelevant.
I am simply not myself.
Life brings obstacles, and I cannot overcome them. I wasn't built for this. And I never will be.
Only my shadow will accompany me through the darkness.
As life is a never-ending pit. I can never succumb to the light.
People are my past. What is my future?
Lonely.
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