Tired
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Last published Mon, Oct 14, 2019
I am silent but cheerful teenager, I used to laugh at my friends joke even if it is not that funny. I used to smile a lot. I'm used to be a positive person, I used to be just a normal girl with a lots of dream.
But now my life turns upside down. I'm starting to hate school, I'm starting to hate people, I'm starting to think negative thoughts, I'm starting to lose my smile, I'm starting to hate my life.
But I'm fighting. God knows how I fight to be myself again. God knows I'm fighting to get back my smile, to get back the old me.
But I'm Tired.
I just want to cry.
I don't know what's happening to me, I don't know why I'm thinking this way, I'm just...
TIRED
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