| Something I was bored enough to write.
You hide from the world.
You cry without a sound.
You walk in to your room to fall lifeless on the ground.
You’re eating all alone.
You just got your own place.
You try to make a friend but then you fall on your face.
You scream but no one’s listening.
You fight but never bleed.
You don’t know what you want because you’ve got everything you need.
But there’s a hole that keeps on growing,
And nothing fits inside.
Your life’s been one big story since the first day that you lied.
You’re a copy of the world,
But you’re still one of a kind.
In your heart lurks all the darkness that a man could ever find.
You are empty but you’re not.
You have no words to say.
The pain you have to live with is getting stronger by the day.
You look around for the piece
Of the puzzle that is your heart.
When you see that you have passed it you must go back to the start.
To find out what you really want.
To find where you went wrong.
But all you seem to find is that your life is one sad song.
So now we’re stuck together.
Now we’re not alone.
But you aren’t real and I must suffer as a lonely little clone.
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<--Big thanks to Arc.
