Im feeling pretty torn apart.
I uncovered something I shouldn't have earlier,
now I'm feeling so torn.
Like a piece in my life is gone.
Something that I tried my hardest to not acknowledge.
What would you do.
If your reason for life goes away.
All that you have been doing now,
you feel as though its for naught.
I want somebody to talk to.
Yet I can't find anyone I can confide in.
Its bursting apart, I feel horrible.
The reason I went for A levels,
the reason I am where I am.
The reason I didn't go stray.
The reason...I'm me.
It just disappeared.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
What am I doing, what have I done, what am I to do.
Everyone tells me the same thing.
I know thats the only thing to do.
But, I just really...don't feel like doing it anymore.
I almost went psychotic before,
I remember the trauma.
Not that I hate it or like it,
its just there, whether I like it or not.
Its just there...
and I'm nowhere, noone, nothing.
I feel like a worm.
At least worms can dig holes to go into.
All I can do is hide my face from society,
even if I don't,
nobody really knows,
nobody really cares,
nobody can really tell.
I'm just insignificant in everyone's lives,
even if they are the most significant people in mine.
It dosen't matter, why should I even care.
Why should I.
I...am just a lonely soul.
No matter how hard I try to ignore it.
It'll never go away.
Bian, signing off.
It's not that no one cares. You push away the ones who do.
