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I'm sick of beliveing in something that isn't real [poem.]

All along it’s been like this.
I'm sick of believing in something
That was never real.
And maybe that’s alright for you
To exist on the imaginary,
But it will get to you.
Because you’ve been living a lie
All along.
It’ll eat at your heart,
Maybe in the end, you’ll feel something
That you needed
All along.