Monday, August 20, 2012

A Shame We All Became Such Fragile, Broken Things

When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.

Is there a word for hating everyone around you? Is there a pill for cutting the demons out of your skin? Is there an institution for over-thinking? Is there a mirror for stone cold insecurity? Is there a therapy for the emptiness draining your soul? Is there a bandage for broken smiles? Is there a doctor for unseen insanity? Is there a scream for the ones who won't listen? Tell me, is there anybody out here?





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