Trying to help me? Lol

You don’t listen

You think you know it all

You think you see yourself but you don’t

And if you do see something it’s twisted and manipulative

Scumbag

Scumbag loser

 

Scumbag,

You are.

Yoda apparently,

I am.

 

SaveSave

How to disappear and never be found

Just let go

Of everything

You ever had

You ever loved

You ever were

You ever knew

And turn

Into something

Or someone new

Cause whatever was

Doesn’t matter

And whatever is will soon be gone

It’s time to just move on

You’ll be fine without them

And they will be even more fine without you

Let it all go

Go somewhere else

And go start a new

You are so much more

Than any name or label

Or whatever is not really anything at all

Has made you believe you are

-kc

Hank

You were great

I’ll miss you

We will all miss you

Forever…

sagesse rétrospective

What happened between us
Was the best thing
For me
Right now

Tu n'es pas bon pour moi

I had to

Say goodbye
You don't understand
And you don't want to try to keep me now
And I will never go back there again

What can I do?

Nothing
Even though the unhealthy partv if me wants to try
I see no reason to.

Work 

I wish I didn’t spend the majority of my days 

Working for someone else 

To pay for 

The cost of living 

A life 

I didn’t 

Exactly sign up for 

…or maybe I did 

Nothing 

There’s nothing for me 

To hold on to now 

I remove 

You 

From 

my heart 

From my head 

And from my life 

Someday never comes 

Busted pieces

Faulty parts

Dead eyes

Cold hearts

There’s no use in trying

To save what’s sunk

There’s no use in holding

On to what’s junk

The city of stars

Is under a starless sky

The city of sunshine

Is where light comes to die

It’s a fraud

It’s a fake

It’s the kind of city that will make

And break

You into the worst

But first

It will take

You

And

It will blind you

With the illusion

And then fill you up with confusion

Until you

are no longer you anymore

Love means nothing Here

It’s just a word people throw around and use

and abuse.

There’s no use in trying

There is no use in trying

-Kyoko Cole 2017

Ugh

And the sad part is

I just miss you 

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