I often sit and think of the past, of who I used to be that girl used to have it all it was everything she could see.
Now my vision is blurred and things are not as clear everything I used to have has been replaced with fear.
Fear of the future fear of the past fear that my soul won't be able to last.
All I am is an empty body completely hollow inside, "trust me im fine" is what I have lied.
But fine was the farthest thing that could describe me fine was the only thing I couldn't be.
I wasn't a mess I wasn't broken, no I was something much worse something unspoken.
I finally came to terms that this is the new me I am the girl who will never be free.
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