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If you cant read the title it says A Fucking Day.
Screw it.
Its my fault for once.
For getting my hopes up.
For believing I can change.
For thinking I would like myself.
Instead of seeing an ugly person.
For trusting family.
For loving to many people.
For caring.
For giving a fuck about what people think.

Why, do I live in a world, where people judge on looks and not personality, where jokes are in the form of insults, and humor is always putting someone else down. A world where everything is aimed at another person, you can only feel good to make someone feel bad, "Trust" doesnt exist, and no matter what, if you thought you knew someone, you DONT.

You dont know me.
No one does,
Or will,
I cant share what I'm feeling,
Or wanting to say,
I want to.

We're all fake people.
Acting a certain way to impress,
to not be the subject of those jokes,
to give people a false sense of security.
Pretending you're someone you arent,
never liking who you are,
never sure of who you are.
This world is fucked up.

Killings in the headlines of newspapers, shrugged at, its a norm.
People joining the army to "protect"
Protect what?
They dont tell you, and if they do it's a lie.
People are objects
Not living things,
They have no family,
Or minds,
Or thoughts,
Pull the trigger and it falls over,
Nothing is lost.

The "Caring" and "Understanding" of the world is dying.
"Enemies" are chosen.
"Friends" are near.
Both are a stupid concept,
because none are forever.
You live your life to screw the world up a bit more.
Then you're dead.
Gone,
and changes you made,
are pathetic and worthless,
because when you think about it...
you, yourself,
are pathetic.
You are born,
Learn about being "perfect"
Lose any self-confidence you possibly had,
Either kill yourself,
Be killed,
Or died.
No matter what you do,
you'll always be,
something you dont want to be,
Even if you have everything,
you have nothing.