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Nobody Cares

Each day begins and ends the same way, the tide rises, the tide falls.

Existing once again in peace, somewhere inside the immense city walls.

Bringing forth tomorrow, another day of hope.

But although my outside is smiling, my insides are too wretched to cope.

We never even said goodbye. Even as you's came and went.

I guess anger just boils over, and they used me as their vent.

I didn't think it was possible, because a moment ago, they were smiling.

Whatever happened, they said to me, we'll turn out alright...

Were they lying?

Nobody cares, it's too late, now. I should forget the past, and move ahead, but how?

Why is it that every time I close my eyes.

I replay the seconds there, before I watched them leave?

Why is it now, that every time I'm in need. There's never enough there for anyone to feed?

I know why, I'm stupid and dumb and I can't deny it.

I won't turn to suicide, I'm not afraid. I've already tried it.

I won't be able to join them, in Life or Death, if I end my own, by taking my Life.

So I'm left here, inside this city, living with my heart, the blade of a knife.

I carry around this burden, I won't let it shine through my smiles.

I continue to travel, although I've lost direction, don't care how many places, or miles.

I could visit the Dai-Li, to wash away their blessed curse upon my memory.

But it won't fix, there's no undoing what's been classified as my Love, emotions are brewing.

Nobody cares, and things are back as they were.

Peace and restoration, everyone happy and living once again, not unsure.

Of what tomorrow would bring, good fortune? Or the swing of a scythe?

Whatever happens, I must keep smiling, even if it is based off of lies.

Nobody cares, everyone is gone, but they have forgotten me.

I wish them well, even though here, I feel lonesome and rotten.

It makes me wonder if things were to change.

Would they still be around, right now, us here?

Maybe, maybe not. There's no way to know.

I'm traveling down a road, now, that I don't know where it goes.

Another Avatar will come, perhaps, and maybe I'll still be alive.

But they won't be them, no matter what I do, I wish that they were still here.

So I guess that it's over. There's nothing more to say.

Through and through the tides of Life, until that final day.

When I die is when I die, but I know, at least, this is true.

I will spend my Life awaiting Death, just to spend eternity with nobody