Why do I put myself in positions where I
KNOW I'll get hurt? Why do I feel this weird compulsion? Why do I feel as if I
NEED TO KNOW? Why is it that I feel this way? Why do I want to do things that I
shouldn't be doing, since it's got nothing to do with me anymore? Why do I
care so much? Why do I
need to feel needed? Why do I need comfirmation for things that aren't confirmed? Why do I have so much
faith when the evidence right in front of my eyes suggests otherwise? Why am I still saying
"what if"? Why am I still picturing a future? Why can't I stop asking myself
"why is this happening to me"? Why do I relate everything to all those times? Why do I even remember all those times? Why do I feel the need to remember all those times? Why do I need to know stuff that I know is
going to hurt? Why do I think
"next time"? Why do I try to find ways around
fate? Why do I even
try? Why do I keep on
hoping?
~dance like no one's watching~
~sing like no one's listening~
~love like you've never been hurt~
~live like it's heaven on earth~
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