

Pieces of MePieces of Me (revised)Pieces of Me
I can't hide behind these lies anymore, There's too much pain swirling amongst These strange desires that pose, Secretively, as my wayward thoughts.
I want to die. There, are you happy? I've said it plain enough, But no one's listening, and my voice is hoarse from screaming Words you don't want to hear. I want to die!
My mind, my self, they're flying apart at the edges Of my universe, a new development In every shattered twisting piece, But "l'm" not amongst the newborns You're set to find.


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The history of emotions, Terror, confusion, happiness and fear, Contained within memories of a past misunderstood, Looms at the back of my thoughts, A threatening knowledge That maybe Just maybe I'll never be good enough. Voiced in the thundering tones Of my grandfather, And echoing in the subconscious but deadly terrain Of my thoughts, insults become my melody, Critical versions of myself Demonized Glaring from prism-mirrors of anger. I don't know how to change, But l'm trying, Thought by thought, To rewrite my perc
Nice to see you here
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What if everything is an illusion and nothing exists? In that case, I definitely overpaid for my carpet.
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Wisping through the
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