missing the comfort in being sad
reality's illusion seems too right
loosing the one good thing i had
its no good why stop the fight
fading like the forgotten fad
unseen darkness show me light
meaningless requests in which im clad
joyful sorrow blurs my sight
(try and guess what its about, I wrote it late at night while listening to Nirvana)
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