21st Birthday. Still dealing with teenage angst and depression. Hope?
My heart hurts, I guess its reminding me that it is still beating.
[[I'm still breathing.]]
How can I be alive when I feel so dead inside? I can’t step out of this feeling,
[[I have to sit it out... ]]
It feels like it could last a lifetime, [[the cold dark aftermath.]]
Guilt lives here in the darkness,
[[a lump in my throat,]]
a cancer that is eating me up.
I can’t escape my ego,
[[she thinks she can save my face,]]
its a battle I won’t let her win.
Another lesson learned, another page is turned.
[[Its page 21 now.]]
I can’t rewrite the story, so let me live “happily ever after.”
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