Depressed? Yes.
Undressed? Of course.
Uncaring? You bet.
Unprofessional? No doubt.
Bad? Uhum..
Childish?
Disgusting?
Lazy?
YES YES YES!
I could be all, I could be none, for everyone I am different things but yeah why not? If people wanted me to be lazy then I should be, then they'll know what lazy really means.
I can't say that I'm tired, hell no, I'm used to it. It's a feeling of not even sadness, but something that you know it's gonna happen and you just accept it.
Blindness, we're all blind, we can't see everything because we aren't perfect. There are things we don't have, things we don't need.
Well I don't need luxury, or false looks and smiles.
Do you think it's easier or harder to show truth?
I believe it's hard to show truth and one day it'll happen.
Eventually everything breaks, everything has a turning point.
I wonder where mine is...
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