Can i be your best friend?...if you say no. I'll feel like a weirdo...cause i am a weirdo...failed suicide attempts dont scare me anymore...one of these days Sonic will lose all his rings...and never will be remembered....now...my questions. will my music live forever? Will i ever feel love again in my zone? Or maybe my zone is made outta love? Will the scars on my wrist ever heal? They seem to be getting deeper...also i have insomnia. I don't eat. i got bullied. I fell in love with pain. I never see the day of light unless i'm told to. No one wants me. I always found my company to be nice and i smile alot...but my company brings misery so i try my best to make people happy...but as my whole being it ends up in failure as it always does. If someone is out there...please listen to what i say. I speak from the heart when i don't talk. I can ask all these questions and i answer myself with disappointment. What is this place that i live anymore? Who am i? Will they laugh at me when i say im just a bi polar humble person? Who will replace me? Is this what i want?...im a survivor of my own plague. If you can hear me.....i am here.
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