I'm so disappointed in you. In all of you. What, so you don't see me drowning here? Why do I have to be the one who goes unnoticed?
Haven't you noticed my far-away stares? The dark bruise-like shadows under my eyes? The scars? Any of it? Hello? Hellooooo?
Okay. So I'll deal with it on my own. Just me. Well, me and my computer. And the lovely people who actually give a damn...
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I has a poem to share
here it is:
One by one we bite the dust, kick the bucket, begin to rust. Give up the ghost when your number's up, we all fall down. Ashes to ashes, bones to paste, you'll wither away in your resting place. Eternity in a wooden case, we all fall down.