Guess what?

By , Lahore, Pakistan
You have given up on me and I couldn't care less. Guess what? I'm done striving hard and I'm giving up on my self. I can't dry the tears in to a smile no more, can't change myself in to some thing you adore. Every thought I think makes me shiver. Every word you speak gives me pain.My body is full of deep scars. So deep that they hold my secrets and warm tears in them drain. I'm not perfect and guess what? I'll never be.Not even if I strive hard to make it to you, your eyes will never see. My heart is stone cold and feels no thing. I don't blame you, I blame what controls me. I'm emotion less you hear me? Your words will no longer sting. I'm what they call living dead. Hiding myself in a hard exterior, Locking myself in a lonely world, remember me , remember what I said. My voice will echo your ears when you can hear no more.You have given up on me and you couldn't care less. Guess what? I'm done striving hard and I'm giving up on myself.





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