My name is Lucy, born and raised wandering. I draw influences from many different subjects. I hope you enjoy your stay on my page. more »
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I feel so worn out
I'm so alone
I know that my circumstances don't condone my actions
but I cant seem to see any other solutions
all my dreams are just diminishing illusions of a future I was never meant to have
I don't even know what pain I feel anymore
this ardor within me is as plain and overt as the cure
But I cant help my hand slipping off of the door to consolation
In a way I find joy in this sick isolation
Im on cloud four cuz I never got directions to any other floor but this one
and Im stuck here, on this god forsaken planet and theres nothing left of...