Emptiness, sadness-are the things I want to erase from myself.

Breakfree is what you call it. 

"I know how you feel" fucking that. 
You just wanted to stop me from lending your shoulder. 

Trying not to care
Trying not to be offended
Trying not to cry
How I tried so hard-it's making me feel suffostacated

Whatever I do is always wrong
Trying to defend my loved one
But all I get is curses 

Trying to be a better me
But people would always condemned 
Fuck you all bitches and douche bags

I picked up every bits and pieces that was left of me and rise.

And no, I dont care if you dont like it when I curse. 

Because I just dont give a damn. 

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