I’m picking me apart again but they don’t see me under the red light

They don’t see me

No everything is fine let me end the circus

After all it’s all an act and afterwards no one feels anything and

I’m fine

You’re fine

They’re fine

Everyone is fine

Is that how it ends?

With everyone being fine.

That’s it and we just continue into our lives like it never happened.

Like what never happened.

Good. Exactly.

I wish I knew what I mean when I scream.

You’ll be fine.

You’re beautiful.

You’ll always be worth so much more than me.

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