BUT NOW I'M INSECURE AND I CARE WHAT PEOPLE
THINK.
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dontsellyourself
Everything's so blurryand everyone's so fake and Everybody's empty
and every thing is so messed Up pre-occupied without you I cannot
live at all My whole world surrounds you I stumble then I crawl
So I went to the eye doctor today to get my eyes checked out
(I have very bad vision)
And then this old lady pulls me aside and says:
"You've been living in a blurry world for so long,
you didn't know it was blurry."
And at that moment I didn't know whether to be scared
or make a quote about it.
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when
everyone is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat, and
your eyes become blurry from the tears. The one where you just
want to scream. The
one where you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to
keep quiet. The one where you can't breathe anymore. The one
when you realize the person that meant the most to you, is
gone.
Hate grows fast, and faster, the quickest
It fades slow, and slower, the slowest
It fades slow, and slower, the slowest
