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Have you ever been so alone that you even miss you?

Like the you you are when you are whit others

Like the kind and funny you you are whit other people, but not whit yourself

Have you ever ruined somebody else's life?

In a way that ruins you even a little more

Have you ever rue the day you spoke up? 

Do you regret it?

What did it cost? 

Was it worth it at all?

I haven't felt good about any decision i made in couple years.

Years

I've been lonley for years.

And i miss you all.

I miss the day when i thought the world was a good place.

When i belived that i had a fate, destiny or whatever.

I'm so alone.

Trapped whit me

And i don't even like me.

I will always be me, that's fucked.

Day after day i lose a little bit of hope, a little bit of me.

I think i miss the inocence whitin childhood,

Beliving in yourself, in you parents, fuck you really used to think the world arround you was nice

And people was nice.

And then they broke you.

And you were done.

I am.