I wake up in the morning sometimes, nothing to do but regret the many mistakes of my life.
I’m here alone uncertain what to do next. I pretend that I’m fine when I’m not. These scars you don’t see are bigger than those you might see if you look close enough.
I have no one, no family, nothing close friends to turn to when the tears won’t go away.
I have wasted years of my life. Now I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere. I’m here alone dreaming of a boyfriend that may never be. I’m dreaming of being more than I am now.
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