Humans are just like typical machines.
We have the right to break down at times.
Reality is cruel. Really really curel.
Nothing seems to be going right.
Nobody seems to be happy.
We just seem to be like robots.
We just seem to be like robots.
Functioning everyday without a purpose.
Listening to commands from others.
Smiles, are just a mask of reality.
People around us aren't who they really are.
Trying to help others when I'm none any better.
Sometimes, I really hate myself for who I am.
I don't understand myself.
I can't change myself.
I try to love myself.
But its difficult.
So difficult.
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♥ Sasha
