Sunday, October 21, 2012


There are days that don't feel like enough
Like they don't go on
Like they end too soon
Those days are the ones when I'm happy
Those are the days when I'm okay.
But then there are the days
When my bed is my favorite place
My sanctuary is being alone
And although I beg to be by myself
I am lonelier than ever.

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