Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Fuck It.

I'm sick of it all
Tired
Fed up
I don't want it anymore.
This bullshit
False living

Sick of the flowers
The chocolates
The smiles
The clothing
The hair
The worrying

Tired of working
For money
For a car
For food
For shelter
For nothing

Fed up with the stress
The women
Love
Hope
Religion
Time

I don't want it anymore
Hate
Depression
Anxiety
The heat
The bitter cold

Fucking bullshit
I don't wanna be here anymore
But he makes me strong
So i can live on
He makes me afraid
So i keep playing

False living
Secrets
Schizophrenia
When i'm alone
At night
My fears go away


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