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I'm afraid of the day that everyone I know gets tired of me

And when I back away, they let me without question

Until I'm more alone than ever before

I'm so numb to everything

And so numb to everyone

I don't think I'm capable of feeling anything

Other than foreboding

And exhaustion

It's too much work

Putting on a mask and pretending

That the person that walks in doesn't make you want to rip your hair out

It's ten minutes before I can go home

Please go enjoy your life

So I can hate myself in peace

And go back to being alone

Instead of just feeling alone

While surrounded by a constant flood of people

Maybe it wouldn't be so awful to disappear

The only people that would miss me

Is whoever has to do my job

And the two nice old gentlemen that remember my name


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