I guess our friendship was a lie.
Some dumb lie I made up and believed.
A lie I put my faith in too much.
That I mixed up what was reality.
If you think about me that way.
Then I guess I was just some delusional crap.
I make such a big deal out of this.
Like a false friendship ever mattered.
I could easily just let go.
But yet I cling on.
Even if I know.
That I'll never have true friends that can count on me.
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All I ever wanted to do.
Was make people laugh.
Make them smile and entertain them.
What a pathetic dream.
I can't do that.
Not if I'm a sad pile of mess.
As if somebody like me.
Could do something so big.
A pathetic person.
With a nearly impossible dream.
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Go ahead.
Do what you want.
Drag my name through the mud.
Drag me through your kind of hell.
I don't give much of a crap.
About these lies you make up of a wing.
So, go ahead.
You so called fan.
Go make up lies.
Ruin me.
Ruin my bonds.
Make me some lonely piece of fuck.
I.....
Don't want to be alone.
I know what it feels like.
Just emptiness
A feeling that isn't a feeling.
I don't want it again.
But, why can't I just let this stupid shit go.
People go through worse shit than me.
Why do I have to be this asshole who makes such a.
Big deal out of everything.
Just an annoying asshole.
People can't fucking stand.
Go ahead.
Make me my greatest fear.
A lonely human.
THE
CHALLENGE
pls c: