Even with all the after effects.
All of my lies coming unraveled.
Through living through the almost non-exsistant privilidges,
The hardest part of this is leaving you.
Through coming clean and losing friends.
Losing the sweet of waking up to real friends going down the drain,
The hardest part of this is leavimg you.
Through seeing my friends and have them make rude remarks, through seeing everyone dissapointed in me, and even seeing the way you now look at me,
The hardest part of this is leaving you.
Even though I guess I'll live it feels like I'm dying.
Dying from the suffering.
Through catching only last bits of conversation because they stop talking when i come in the room.
Even through losing self confidence and all hope,
The hardest part of this is leaving you.
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