Me
I am not who I used to be
Strong-willed
Happy
Independent
Vivacious
Whole
Now I am broken
I am weak
I give into others
And I am lonely
I no longer have the will to get up in the mornings
Or to wear the clothes I used to love
My makeup lies unused
Wasted on the counter
In much the same way my life is
I hardly remember to brush my hair
Or my teeth
I let everyone walk over me
For fear of being alone
Of ruining what I don't realize I have
Like last time
I'm frozen
I can't bring myself to take chances
I can't bring myself to do what might be better for me
If it might possibly hurt those around me
I am no longer who I used to be
I don't recognize myself
I feel trapped in this hell
The pieces of me are missing
I've destroyed what made me
Me
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