i dont like being alone

and i hate insects

im always scared

wishing for death

i dont like being me

such deadly pessimism i have

it tears me apart

like threading on a thin line

between life and death

and i hate expectations

i care too much thus being too paranoid

can you diagnose what i have?

what illness i possess?

always wanting something more

never really striving for it

always giving up far too easily

a hopeless named hope

a big void in the society

a dull machinery

tick. tock. tick. tock.

time waits for no one

not even for itself


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