(possible trigger warning)
I tell myself it's all okay, when really I am blinded by my own lies for my own sake. I can't lay down to cry again, I would look weak, miserable. I wonder what my mother would say, if she were here to kiss my sins. To look down at the water that I've never touched, and smile glumly at the world I've created. Nobody thought that I had this mind, not even did I for most of the time. I am alone, but that is my choice. I'm a horrible person, I will never rejoice. My skin burns every time I walk, I know that I'm not worthy, I am just a vain attempt of happiness, when will everyone see what I see. When will everyone care about each other.
Only sadness withers beneath me. I can hear it crawling up besides me. Nobody is here to protect me, as I am the silence that is not worthy.
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