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Sure winter is cold, but at least I feel something. I’m tired of sitting here getting buried by snow, just to have it melted by false hope It’s really coming down to the wire I’m sick of continual sadness But do you ever even tire When all you do is fill me with madness I am tired of getting stepped on every day nobody notices me, I’m just another nothing I’m so common, so forgettable Its a good question really, what am I? I’m left out in the cold Im an afterthought to everyone I’m tired of this, I’m tired of being here Nobody would miss me if I wasn’t there Would anyone notice? someone would I know it I hope so I think Would they?
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Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 5:59 AM UTC
Winter
Sure winter is cold, but at least I feel something. I’m tired of sitting here getting buried by snow, just to have it melted by false hope It’s really coming down to the wire I’m sick of continual sadness But do you ever even tire When all you do is fill me with madness I am tired of getting stepped on every day nobody notices me, I’m just another nothing I’m so common, so forgettable Its a good question really, what am I? I’m left out in the cold Im an afterthought to everyone I’m tired of this, I’m tired of being here Nobody would miss me if I wasn’t there Would anyone notice? someone would I know it I hope so I think Would they?
#winter#alone#sadness#depression#sad
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nathanwrites42
24/M/Midwest
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 5:59 AM UTC
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