To be alone, to sit here, to want to move on, but something’s always there holding me back.
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I want to move on, I want to get better, but my mind blanks every time I write these words, for this is pure misery, living in a hole, waiting, waiting, to get better.
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But I know I will get better, for I have told myself so, but waiting, waiting for that day id like waiting for rain in the desert.
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It will happen someday, I really do know, but what to do until then, I just don’t know.
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I am not […]