i'm not myself
but i say, "What is me?"
while i know it oh so well
i can't bear to look at myself.
whether i've been embraced
or have my eyes closed
i just can't sleep at ease.
can't rest till this small thing becomes a catastrophe.
bad. love is so bad.
you're the very reason why i open my eyes.
humans are so bad.
greed is so bad.
the more you know about love, the more your heart aches.
bad love. love hurts so bad.
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