to be an animal / the truth
it is a terrible thing to be an animal and to know it.
to understand you have no ideals, no desire for truth, no wish for....
to know you would be satisfied for your entire life with a warm bed, a hot meal, and a bit of love
DO I REALLY WANT THE TRUTH.
does anybody...
i don't think so.
HOW DO I ESCAPE THE SELF DELUSION THEN
i know i am the one who fogged my mirror.
my heart has been broken and starved in a thousand invisible unnameable ways from too young an age.
i know i don't want the truth.
WHY ELSE WOULD I CLING TO BLIND FAITH.
why would i utterly refuse to acknowledge the reality, or to suppose I have the ability/right to determine whether someone's feelings or behavior toward me are justified
BUT AT THE SAME TIME
I AM SO FUCKING SCARED.
I AM SO FUCKING SCARED.
will i be thrown away...
will i be used and discarded...
I WILL FOREVER NUMB MY SENSES if you only promise me.
can things be true between us.
CAN I BE TRUE? I KNOW I CANNOT. I THINK NO SUCH THING AS TRUTH EXISTS.
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