Some days you gotta be alone, Some days you’ve to be strong. Some days nothing would seem right, Some days you gotta put up a fight. Some days nothing will matter, Some days your hope might shatter. Some days...
Blocked by doubt, insecurity, and fear, I’m stuck, somewhere within me. Suffocated by this bubble I have built for myself, I’m afraid to even let a helping hand near. The hovering thoughts never stop, And the confusion prevails. The nothingness...
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