I was supposed to post this a long time ago, but.
Took me one birthday to realise;
who cares,
who doesn't give a shit,
and that I'm all alone.
I blast music, so I can't hear anything.
So I can pretend that everything's going fine.
That I'm all alone, and that I want it this way.
I blast music, so that one day I'll turn deaf.
So that I don't have to pretend I'm blissfully unaware of what people say anymore.
I used to say I liked being alone.
I guess that's cos I was tired of pretending to actually give a shit about whoever I'm with.
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