The world seems to turn
Even though im not there
Can it be that im not seen
Or am I just not as strong as them
When I see how life can be
I feel out of place
Im not in a world
That I should be in
Why cant I be normal
Why canr I live
Without regrets
Of my very existence
How am I
Suppose to stay
Living this way
When im not here anyway
Im gone but im here
Im dead but alive
Im underwater but im breathing fine
Im crying but im not sad
How am I still here...?
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The Darkest Of Days
RandomWhen the darkest of days appear... what will go through your head? This, is what goes through mine...
