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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