The thing is, in reality it’s not beautiful to hate yourself.
And sleeping without dreaming is not a way you want to live.
There’s no one coming to save you,
no knight in shining armor,
but that’s not a good enough reason to give up.
And all you’ll be is broken,
and trust me,
it’s not worth it,
This world is not how they romanticize it to be,
but sometimes,
it’s much more than that.
Jun 27, 2013
Jun 27, 2013 at 6:18 PM UTC
The thing is, in reality it’s not beautiful to hate yourself.
And sleeping without dreaming is not a way you want to live.
There’s no one coming to save you,
no knight in shining armor,
but that’s not a good enough reason to give up.
And all you’ll be is broken,
and trust me,
it’s not worth it,
This world is not how they romanticize it to be,
but sometimes,
it’s much more than that.
I didn't write this either (wish I had!)...not sure who wrote it.
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