And on and on…

I fool myself once again,

for it is always what I do

what I am good at,

and not much else

I spend the day petting these old scars

in rememberence of you 

You told me to believe

and then sucker punched my dream

So say the cruelest thing

on the saddest day

and pass it off as a joke

I forget to laugh, something else happens instead 

and I hate you for it

but I hate myself even more

For there is no one I want who wants me

and anyone who wants me, I don’t want

this is how my story goes…and on and on and on

it goes



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