i have subcionsiously grown immune to my surroundings during this process of growing old. i dont put myself in physical pain, i dont put myself out there to be hurt emotionally, i do everything halfheartedly, i dont hope for anything anymore. and isnt life built on hopes? i just live the day as it comes, with nothing in my mind. i live it like this now, i live it like this 10 years down the road, i live it like this until my first grey hair appears, i live it like this until im six feet under. i think life is mocking me.

If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?

'Cause if I have to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong

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