I try to stand up and somehow something knocks me down. I can't never stand on my own, is that's what I was meant to do? To always stand by someone else's support. I'm confused.
If that's what it is, then I don't want to stand anymore.
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Memoir of a lonely girl.
PoetryThoughts. Deep, dark thoughts. Very random. Personal Journal. - - - - - - - - - #12 in scribbles
Confusion.
I try to stand up and somehow something knocks me down. I can't never stand on my own, is that's what I was meant to do? To always stand by someone else's support. I'm confused.
If that's what it is, then I don't want to stand anymore.