The first time I realized this,
It's going to be ok,
The first time I fell asleep,
numb and useless,
I don't need hope.
Never letting go,
Never giving up,
Always keeping close.
My thoughts change with the wind
Timeless presence
Inevitably coming to a close,
Things changed.
For better or worse,
There's nothing I can do,
Creating my own path
Judging myself too harshly.
Hoping for the approval,
Never receiving the praise.
Down and down,
Not good enough.
Who cares about it,
I will be me,
It's not up to you,
Hope you understand.
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