Regretting is such a waste of time
-Intro
Her eyes looked so sad and the tears were running down her cheekbones. If i had hugged her would she still here by my side?
-022
You know what. It doesn't take much to change a person
-023
You gave me love when I needed vodka
-024
Nobody would want me if I was completely me, telling in people faces what I feel
-025
„She only cries for attention. She wants to be the innocent one. I heard what she did. She won't get away with that"
-026
You pretend that you have all the answers, but then you cry about your shitty shit life while being drunk. Is this adulthood?
-027
All people will slowly forget you- that's life so move on
-028
When was the first time someone let me down-drowning myself in loneliness. I always considered it as strong when you can hold on the pain and overcome it. Better than to hurt people.
But at the end- did I deserve to suffer ?
What was the point of holding on?
-029
Keeping up with my upcoming depression, would be my kind of reality show. Much better than the crap on MTV
-030
Sometimes it's scares me when the sadness isn't there. Because only when extrem sensation hits me I am good at something
-031
My inner demons will rip you apart if you let them
-032
I think I am addicted to sadness
-Outro
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Living in a nutshell
PoetryLiving in a nutshell- or thoughts that seemed to be poetic at 2am Random thoughts about how I feel during my days as a human being Because everyone of us is living in its own nutshell
