I wonder where are my feelings.
Are they gone?
Or
Am I too numb to feel it?
*
T.R.U.T.H.
Something everyone wish to know.
Something everyone believe.
Something I personally am dying to know.
*
I regret.
I regret feeling so enthusiatic when I first received the mail.
I regret hoping for something.
I regret opening my mail box.
I regret reading the mail.
*
It is all too late now.
There is no way I could turn the clock back.
There is no way I could lie to myself.
There is no way I could pretend as if it didn't happen at all.
*
But the point is...
WHAT AM I GONNA DO?
Are they gone?
Or
Am I too numb to feel it?
*
T.R.U.T.H.
Something everyone wish to know.
Something everyone believe.
Something I personally am dying to know.
*
I regret.
I regret feeling so enthusiatic when I first received the mail.
I regret hoping for something.
I regret opening my mail box.
I regret reading the mail.
*
It is all too late now.
There is no way I could turn the clock back.
There is no way I could lie to myself.
There is no way I could pretend as if it didn't happen at all.
*
But the point is...
WHAT AM I GONNA DO?
I am lost.
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