The candle goes out
\nThe world’s a little bit darker
\nWhat difference does it make to you
\nYou’re looking through me
\nWhere did I go
\nYou’ll never know
\nWe are stardust when the shadow takes us
\nI’m never doing this again
\nNever reaching out again
\nSo tired of waiting with no goodbyes
\nTired of silence
\nTired of lies<\/p>\n
Still no job. Still not pretty. Still not liked. Still not wanted. Emily project, epsilon, where are you when I’m falling? Can barely see to type, hiding my tears in the bath; at thirty-two I should be over this, right? Take your meds little girl, perk up and smile little girl, no one will ever love you again little girl, it’s how the world is little girl.<\/p>\n
How long before I stop pretending people like me, would notice if I was gone? It’s not a joke, guys; I’m falling and screaming; this is as loud as I can be. I want your help, but who lets the clingy nightmare in the ohana? No one’s left behind, but falling in step isn’t belonging.<\/p>\n
Never is, never could be. I’m too old, I’m too shy, my life looks too perfect from the outside. Chin up stupid, keep lying and one day you’ll be a real boy.<\/p>\n
Real dead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The candle goes out The world’s a little bit darker What difference does it make to you You’re looking through me Where did I go You’ll never know We are stardust when the shadow takes us I’m never doing this again Never reaching out again So tired of waiting with no goodbyes Tired of silence … Continue reading <\/span>