And again my mind wonders into that state of depression it does everyday.
This small corner in my head.
I think to myself,
Why can’t I be more like her?
Why can’t I be normal?
Normal is all I want to be.
Instead I act like someone I’m not.
Something I wish to be.
I try so very hard.
Yet at the end of the day I feel as if I’ve failed.
Failed everyone around me.
And myself.
This small corner in my head.
I think to myself,
Why can’t I be more like her?
Why can’t I be normal?
Normal is all I want to be.
Instead I act like someone I’m not.
Something I wish to be.
I try so very hard.
Yet at the end of the day I feel as if I’ve failed.
Failed everyone around me.
And myself.
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