conflicting emotions are getting old and once again starting to take over.
you're constantly fighting to get through everyday.
"just breathe" becomes your motto.
you feel like no one will understand what's happening.
you feel like no one sees what's happening.
you're clinging to the one thing that you have left- and luckily, that thing will never move.
you're starting to get into the habit of hiding behind the masks you so earnestly cling to.
you fear the answers are staring you right in the face, but you feel as blind as ever.
i miss the people who i could and WOULD talk to about all this.
remey.
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