I wake up everyday
Thinking how that day will be
Most days ****
And there are only rare days
When i feel safe and happy
Most days
I feel sad, Unloved, Depressed
But it all doesn't matter
Because....
One day
I will be home again
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
I wake up everyday
Thinking how that day will be
Most days ****
And there are only rare days
When i feel safe and happy
Most days
I feel sad, Unloved, Depressed
But it all doesn't matter
Because....
One day
I will be home again
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