Misery or love?
It's scary to be alone
I love being alone, but it's scaring my heart
My soul breaths out something that isn't familiar to me
The space is empty inside my heart
I can't stay here pretending all fine
It's different from how I imagined things to be
I can't
I am so unfit for everything
Making a bare effect fits into human relationships
Is it some kind of blessing to have that
who am I?
How to get rid of these lives...