im staring to my ceiling
blankly
but the voice in my mind
cant stop the chaos
its either i am getting better
or i am getting worse
i cant decide
i did my best
but
i dont know whats wrong with me
am i will never be enough for anyone?
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryQuotes/ Poets i made by myself The time indicates whenever i awake, dreaming or thinking bout her
