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what does it all truly matter if you're just going to be forgotten by the end of it
CuntSniffer
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Do you even know who you truly are?
Does anyone even truly know who they are?
Like it's such a cliché question
But in reality most people have no outlook on life
They just live and waste their precious time away
Not even because they want to
But because they don't know what else to do
Or why even bother
It won't work in the end anyways, right?
Life is meaningless, but that's not a bad thing
After all, you make your own meaning out of it
But finding that meaning is difficult
So, you might be asking yourself
How would I find meaning in my endless cycle of a miserable life?
Well... I don't know
And in all seriousness, I don't even know what I'm doing with my life
Making music, thinking I'm helping my endless nihilism
Depression is just a concept by society
Everyone's depressed
Everyone's confused about life
Some less, some more
But that doesn't mean you should sit in your room
Cry about something so little happening in your life
And forget about it after two weeks
I don't wanna sound mean
But we all go through shit
And that's how a person grows and finds themselves
You have to accept the fact that nothing will be handed to you
No one has good intentions for you
No one wants to see you succeed
Everyone is selfish, greedy piece of human trash
There's a reason people enjoy seeing the downfall of every single
Living person right?
Because they realise they will never be in any sort of position
To even think about that happening to them
Because no one cares about them
No one
Because they're a nobody
Nobody who should ever decide your life choices
Or make you feel bad about them
But why do you still care then?
I don't know
I don't know why I care
I mean i'm sitting here with the sense of realisation
That I've built nothing for myself
I wasted time, tears and blood
For something that has zero meaning to this world but me
I'm ruining myself for something I work so hard for... but for what?
I don't understand
All the time I could've spent with my family
My friends, or just myself is all gone
And I'll never be able to get it back
For something that has zero meaning to this world but me
I hate everything I do
And I'll never find the appreciation my work deserves on my own
And yet, I still do it
And I'll never understand why
It's like a destructive, but obsessively loving relationship
You know?