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Always trying to save someone

Yet I'm the one who needs saving

Acting like I know many things   

But again, It is who knows nothing at all

 

 After so many years of dwelling in alcoholism

All those filth of destruction, didn't give me anything I want but pain

I'm on my way to destroy myself; I'm counting on the day 'til I'm ready to leave the physical world

Maybe I'll ended up on heaven, or hell. Maybe I'll ended up nowhere. 

I shut my true feelings and thoughts down

Just because?

 

None of it matters