when breathing becomes a tedious act,
you know something has to change,
your life is in a chaos,
like hell, if it existed.
your tears of self pity and pain,
and your throbbing heart aside,
youre still not normal enough,
to fit in with the crowd.
those puffy eyes,
covered in black,
a signature move.
you want to just cry out in pain,
and let your tears loose,
but no one would listen,
no one would care.
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