Sub-Conscious

Sub-conscious eats away my
mind, and all thats left is an
empty space.. filled with
memories and faces that just
wont seem to erase..

My mind is trying to talk to me,
it says i need to let things out..
but venting is so hard when no
body knows what you're talking
about..

They dont know how you feel
inside, although they say they
relate.. i know thats a bunch of
bullshit, they cannot feel what i
love and what i hate..

Everyone is alone, and no one
feels the same.. we're not
programmed to feel a certain
way, but in the end.. life plays
us like a game.

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