Feeling that have gone away are never coming back
The genius words of worthless lyrics
Nothing unfinished
Of a light and a darkness that will mix all the same
I feel nothing
I hate this state
I want a purpose
I need a purpose
I’ll turn my cheek; I’ll look the other way
I don’t need this shit anymore
I’m sick of a life
Of harmful loneliness
I wouldn’t mind it if it wasn’t so empty
How ‘bout a meaningful mind?
When the people all around me
Are rocks on the shore
I search for myself
Adrenaline keeps me going
Depression keeps me down
Fill the void, entertain me
Spill my thought with ink
Thursday, November 27, 2008
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