why did maria like me
Different people have different things
Needs
We can use someone without thanking them
In this narcissistic false capitalistic reality
?
What I'm saying is what's precious to one is garbage to another
I am the garbage to another I am like that so easily become garbage
In a matter of second I become evil
Just a moment to transform my existence into unnecessary
How unforgivable to God
And just very very pitiful
It hurts I wanted someone to remove my fear to make me significant this place will stay churro is my only soul
No k guess its true this is my soul
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