Laying there was easy. Trying to fall asleep wasn't as easy. I lay there curled up under my blanket thinking...
Think about life, and why I have one...
Think about love, and why I'll never find it...
Think about happiness and now I haven't been happy since my family destroyed itself.
Think about the friends I call friends and don't even know if they are actually my friends.
Think about parties and how I am never going to have the nerve to go to one. (Bad experience)
Or even
Think about music, and cry even more about the breakup of My Chemical Romance...
I could think of a million different things. But I don't.
I lay there, my mind as blank as copy paper; I close my eyes and place my arm across my face.
Why? Just why have I decided to give up now, and not earlier?
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