Filling up the spaces
With empty words
It's a selfless being
With no self worth
Making something different
Makes it all the same
Abstracted greatly
But clear as day
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
It's a constant struggle
Being anything
You can barely handle
Just existing
It's a feeling that I
Have always known
It's the pain that doesn't subside
From flesh nor bone
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
I want to cry, I want to cry
Don't speak
Unless you're spoken to
Don't breath
Because it could hurt you
I know my fate
I just don't know when I'll do it
Everything's great
When the gardens are blooming
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