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Solitude & Memories


(sigh)

Sometimes when I have some time to myself, I like to sit in the dark and reflect my thoughts.

In my past, I was joyful, fun, and well minded, now I'm a hollow shell of my old self.

I feel like the world is against me, I don't know if I have trust issues or was misguided.

Since I barely know most of family members, I treated my friends like my family.

If blood is thicker than water then how come water is the one I could depend on most.

But since I barely see my friends nowadays, I use my memories to help keep me smiling.

I'm lonely, since I seen so many disappointments, I rather seek the darkness than the light.

I look in the mirror sometimes and think to myself, (Is life suppose to be this bitter?

, Am I the only one going through this?, what the point of living if I don't feel alive).

Well, all I know is the only thing that keeping me going today is my Solitude & Memories.

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