disguise

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I can't feel myself crying

My static brain won't stop buzzing

Who am I really

If I can't even feel anything


I've been taken to where

Hopeless romantics all die

When love stops being real

There's  no purpose in being alive


My cheeks are damp

I can't see through my puffy eyes

My detached daydreams

Make really feel like a disguise


I don't seem to recognize myself

Mirrors magnify everything that I see

I just need to organize these thoughts

But will my words mean anything to anybody


The months all blur together

My lungs fill with recycled air

I know I'm not living

But if I'm dying I don't know if I care

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 24, 2019 ⏰

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