mirror mirror
highest highs
that lead to lower lows
falling off the edge of the world
is a synonym for your norm
nothing surprises you anymore
you do it all
even what you’d call
“a bore”
yeah keeping yourself alive is such a fucking chore
you say the cup is half full
you say “it’s alright”
you take it like lessons in school
but who’s refilling the cup?
when you’re so busy from sunset to sun up?
what if one day
the cup goes empty
that low feeling doesn’t fade into a higher high
what if you get stuck?
stuck thinking that you just...
you really don’t want to wake up.
-g.m.t.
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g.m.t
bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
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