Finerlly found
I'm like a ghost I'm invisible I'm sad I'm depressed I'm lonely I float along I'm not strong I don't belong I'm in the wrong What's wrong with me? I just want to be free is that too much to ask? I'm always wearing him mask or am I drinking from an empty flask no water to survive the monsters arrived it's always here it just appears I can't stop the tears for all these years the blood smears the happiness disappears everyone always interferes I can't hear the cheers I'm just full of fears is this who I really am? am I just a scam? do I mean anything to anyone? is it because I know they've already won? why do I always run? am I finerlly done? is this sickening madness over? or am in a cycle, over and over? my life's like a rollercoaster I'm always falling over should I stay on the ground or will the light finerlly be found?
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