People often ask me if I know you. For a moment I get lost in my thoughts.
I remember that lonely boy who constantly feels pain. I still feel that.
I remember that sad boy who's tired of life. I still see it.
I remember that boy who's tired of life letting him down. I still hear about it.
I remember that boy who just wanted to be loved. By someone, his family, by his friends.. He's still struggling to figure love out.
So when people ask me if I know you, I choke back my tears, fake a smile, and say i used too.
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#ItGetsBetter #LoveIsLouder, 17 years old, thinker not talker , dreamer and believer, Owl City <3
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