Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be there again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one
"Isn't something missing?"

You won't cry for my absence, I know
Am I that unimportant...
Am I so insignificant...?

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?
I breathe deep and cry out,
"Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?"

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
I'll wake without you there,
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something...

yesterday

QOOZA BLOG 5yr's old birthday

if i memorize it correctly

also yesterday night

i burnt a diary

i wrote it when i was small around 14-15

so stupid and immature

by actually i found it long time ago

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