I thought itd be different. But it's starting to feel the same. Missing pieces. Failing love. It's not for me. I haven't been good to myself or others. Something has changed. I once was an open, caring, and loving person. But it seems like today's times dont allow that. I try just to make everyone happy. So that maybe they can make me happy. But I just feel empty. Useless. Hopeless. But it's okay.
Even when I try to vent. Someone is gonna call me out as only seeking attention or being overly dramatic, but it's cool. Someone is always gonna be hurt. Someone is always gonna laugh and make fun. But it's okay.
One day it wont be okay. But for now it's cool. I wont let it get to me. That's not me. I miss when times were easier. When people werent so worried about being right all the time. When people wouldn't degrade others because they had a slightly different opinion
I miss when dad was still here...
But it's okay
We find ways to hold on
We find ways
We find
We find that it doesnt matter. Everyone faces the same fate.
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A Downward Spiral
PoetryA series of writings from my head that you can probably relate to. I promise I'm okay...... maybe not....
