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I’m going insane I swear Am I supposed to be this scared Am I supposed to lie at night thinking about the meaningless of immortality and death There is no end to either And that terrifies me I lie awake at night I had school the next day And yet I couldn’t bring myself to sleep Does life have a meaning other than to end? Because after is the unknown. Nobody could know what is after. Nobody lives to tell. Because they were already dead So many people Those who lost their lives Those who couldn’t bring themselves to continue Those who wanted to but fate decided otherwise Moments become fleeting, like a simple petal in the wind. The dandelions you blew, The pain you felt years ago that feels unimportant now that it’s over. The bonds that broke, just like the twigs you snapped running. There are plenty. I forget, I move on. Sometimes, moments stay to haunt me. Sometimes, the ones that matter melt away. Spring brings new beginnings. Summer brings the temporary joys of warm weather. Autumn brings the vibrant colors, and the dull colors. Winter brings cold weather, cozy memories, and the pristine whites and blues. Sometimes it just looks dry. But nothing ever feels like it’ll make a difference nowadays. But I’m too scared. Holy I sound cringe Anyway I drew my self insert in a maid outfit. Because I have free will.
