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am i important? 9:48 p.m. LIfe is a nighmare when will i wake up? up for this torment these games nothing is truth and nothing matters im alone no one wnats to be alone but i am no one cares what the fuck is wrong with me? i dont fit in with anybody not even my self preety sad huh? im used to it i will never understand my self or will you or you dont try and dont pretend you knoq me cause you dont i dont so stop it stop accusing me of being something im not when im not trying to be anything cause i am nothing i knwo this isnt a poem.. but it was going to start out being one and i didnt want to chaneg it. |
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