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No One Cares
I don't go out anymore, it takes all my strength just to open the door. I don't go to sleep anymore, all night long my brain goes clikity, clack, clikity, clack.
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Sometimes I feel like my head is spinning as if it were a giant carousel.
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Just one more day, I tell myself, just one more time then you're finished. But no, ten more, twenty, it will go one forever.
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In my mind, I picture a field of flowers, one of every kind.
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If you're falling, falling, falling, will your super hero be there to catch you? Mine won't, he live in a forsaken place where I am no longer allowed.
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Thoughts run around in my mind, telling me to do ten different things at once.
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I can't compete, I can't keep up, so why should I even try? Nobody's going to care, no one will notice, I won't be missed and I know it.
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There has never been anyone to save me, you know and you can't say the same.
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I miss the time when people cared, cared enough to notice. But no longer, there is no real caring nor love.
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Now even the trees whisper behind my back, thinking that I can't hear what they say.
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Sometimes I ask why, why me, what happened that had to make it this way? No one answers, because I'm by myself all alone in this empty body.
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That's okay, I won't be seen tomorrow, but no one will notice, no one will care.
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My soul has gone, my mind deteriorated, and yet no one cares. I've been left behind, the stars have gone black, no one stops, no one turns back.
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And so I sink, sink into the shell I call myself, until I disappear all together, and still no one cares.
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-June 1997
| � Trust
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Who do you trust when everyone's lied? |
Who do you trust when everyone's died? |
Who do you trust when everyone's gone? |
Who do you trust when you can't trust yourself? |
When you've been told a million different things, when your heart's been torn out and tossed aside. |
Why do I even try?
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I'll sit back and watch the world go by, only to find that there is nothing left for you and I. |
My life's a sham, nothing's true. |
The only thing I wished for was me and you.
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So why do I try? |
Why do I go on?
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There is nothing left for me here. |
I have no one I can trust, no one I can love. |
My life's a lie, my life's been fake. |
Why, oh God, did you give me this fate? |
-April 2, 1998
| Save Me
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Why do I tear my heart in half?� Why do I let others push me around?� Why can't I just settle down? Don't take me for granted, don't trust what you see, because I'll tear your heart right from your chest.� This soul has left that world of love and there is nothing left.� Life is pain, life is routine, so why can't you take me away?� Death is freedom, death is an adventure, death is life, so why can't you take me away?� Take me away from this charade, give me true life, give me death.� I don't want the pain, I don't want the life.� Save my soul, save my heart, save my life.� Save me from myself, and everyone else.� I don't know what love is and maybe I never will.� I've had my chance and I've thrown it away.� Why can't I just stay?
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-March 20, 1998
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Untitled
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I see you as you see me.� Our eyes connect as we come together.� We kiss and hold each other knowing that we must part, but none wanting to commit the act.� Hoping beyond all hope, that the night will last, last for eternity, not wanting the moment to stop.� But I could never have you, never truly keep you for mine.� For you have given your heart to another, a heart I shall never claim.� You won't let go for better or worse, as a little piece of me remains with you.� You know what you want, but are unable to grasp it for you can barely reach.� I want what you want, but wish
what you wanted was me.� A little piece of it shall always be, just not enough to give yourself to me. |
-for A.L.V.
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-October 1997
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I Am
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I am the voice in your head.� The voice that turns you on, that voice you see in your dreams, but only hear in your mind.� A ghostly figure hiding in the darkest depths of your soul.� At night I'm hiding under your bed hoping you will meet me there.
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I am the love you lost long ago.� That love you thought was pure and true, but broke your heart like all the rest.� Left you to wither alone in despair.
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I am the pain in your soul.� That pain from long, long ago when you thought no one else knew what you did, but I was there watching you, following your every move.
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I am the hatred in your heart, here to tear you limb from limb just to see you fall apart.
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I am all that you wanted to be.
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I am what you love in the light of day and fear in the darkness of night.� I see you, but you don't see me, for I am hidden amongst your thoughts and dreams.� Hidden
from all in a place you shall never see.
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-March 1, 1998
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Inside Me
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I have a heart like all the rest, yet it has been torn to shreds in flickers of pain.� The day finally came when I collapsed not to know what was left inside.� That's when you came along to show me the way, should I take your hand or should I hesitate?� What in you has earned my trust, why should I allow you to take me away from all this pain?� From all that's real and all that's fake.� Yet you still want to shed light on what I have left inside.� Do you really care or is this a sham?� What makes you think that I am going to trust again?� Is my life worth trying for, or dying for in the darkness of the light.� You showed me Heaven and you showed me Hell, but what makes you think that I am going to trust what is laid here, right before my eyes.� I am as paranoid as all the rest, but they played on my fears and tore out my heart.� You took one look at me and you knew what I felt, but do you really care, do you really love, or is this all just a sham?� What makes you think that I am going to trust again.
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-April 29, 1998
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