Intro .
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Beautiful lies;

I Don't Want This.

it's torture to have my days drifting by slowly.
only to find that i've nothing left with me.
you didn't bother.
the rest of you treated me like some sort of dirt.
unwanted, abandoned.
maybe i ain't really that good.
but i don't think i would deserve such treatments though.
when i'm quiet.
when i wasn't around.
nobody bothered.
it's like i'm redundant there.
or rather. not even wanted there.
then i felt like some deserted object.
some stupid post-it pad that goes around sticking onto others' butts.
i know i'm not needed there.
and if i were to turn back the time,
it'll be just like what i suffered last time.
and i don't want that happening anymore.

as for you,
you didn't give a damn about me.
so do i not exist anymore?
i thought so too.
so say no more.
i don't think there's even such a need.
i don't want this.
i really don't.
anymore...