Why can't I just be proud of myself? Why is there no opening for me to love myself?
They taught me so much and yet I can't execute it because of me.
Because of the situation, or so I say.
I just want to be happy.
Please, I just want to breathe.
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• Better Days •
RandomThey'll come, don't worry. You just have to hold on. Life'll be alright. You'll make it, I promise you.
