Look for a dark room

I want to run away.
run to somewhere far.
where nobody can get mad at me,
where i can't mess up.
i am looking for a room,
an empty room.
that is dark and has padded walls.
so i can think and realize that i am nothing at all.
i always say the wrong things
at the wrong time.
i get screamed at for not knowing.
but it wasn't my fault.
i know i am nothing at all.
crying is my hobby
looking at myself is my favorite thing to do.
and making people hate me is my job.
i stand in front of that mirror on my wall.
realizing i am nothing at all.

Author: cHeLsEy

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