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by Idiosyncratic Apr 21, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Nobody sees anybody Just a blurred version of fate Nobody loves Just a twisted sense of hate Nobody knows It's only pretend Nobody has enemies-- Or families, or friends Nobody lives We just exist Nobody forgets They just neglect to resist Nobody has freedom If we have to fight to be free Nobody's different If that's all we're trying to be