Somewhere.....
Somewhere. Somehow. I. Lost. Me. My hope for a beautiful future. My Dreams. My inspirations. Gone. Now instead there is this other person inside me. I don't want to be her but she's there. Always. I don't like her. She's harder. Colder.
Sadder.
And lonely.
She longs for things that I never did.
Adventures. Trips to Paris. Time Alone. Too much time alone. She feels alone. Hopeless. Life isn't beautiful anymore.
But inside she is weak and timid and I hate that about her. She is lost and can't seem to find her way back home again. No matter how hard she tries. And the hardest thing is why she is out destroying herself; is hurting the people who love her.
That. Is. The. Hardest.
Sadder.
And lonely.
She longs for things that I never did.
Adventures. Trips to Paris. Time Alone. Too much time alone. She feels alone. Hopeless. Life isn't beautiful anymore.
But inside she is weak and timid and I hate that about her. She is lost and can't seem to find her way back home again. No matter how hard she tries. And the hardest thing is why she is out destroying herself; is hurting the people who love her.
That. Is. The. Hardest.
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