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Today will be the first time i post on the new year
with a scare of everything changing, i'm still stupidly optimistic.
I'm caught in a whirlwind as everything crumbles.
And I don't know what to do with myself, really.

The perception of happiness ripped though by thoughtlessness
The intimacy of which disappears, not to resurrect for good,
Or so it has seemed to come.

Lies upon lies, through teeth that would never have known me better
As they snarl out the trails, I find hard to believe, I cringe.
I shouldn't have to know, but i do.

It's hard, I feel boring and an anxiousness to do something
Yet there seems to be a closed wall all around
They forgot about me, and I thought they'd always be there

Thats what they said.