What To Do
11 February, 2003
Author: Shan
Numb, confused, sad, distraught
Feeling my life will do nothing but rot
Stuck in the middle of my life and my thoughts
I've become so little, always thought I'd be a lot
Something drew me back from everything I knew
Became scared of life, as everything grew, I'm screwed
I've secluded myself from everyone, me myself and you
This life seems to be nothing but fake
no matter what direction I turn, I feel I'm going to break
Is this just a test to see how much of life I can take?
Cause if it is, I'm all done, there's nothing more I can think to do,
To make myself act apon wanting to pull through
There's no point what-so-ever of trying to construe
My life has gone to hell and I don't know what to do
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