They say one day you wake up and everything will be okay. You'll be happy. Today's not that day though. I fear it will never be that day. I spent years crying. I spent years hurting. I spent years harming. I spent years giving up. I'm the black sheep. I'll blast my music and heart my "I's", but oh I still wanna die. Like a war with blood and pain my skin bleeds red and I fight the pain. The sun will rise while I lay in my nightmare world. I dream of happiness but my reality is far from that. I hope to stitch my skin and smile one day. No more masks. No more tears. Just me and the sun, happy and free.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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