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by raj-sheemar

I don't know why I can't understand this. Being able to help other people but I can't help myself with my own shit. I know it seems ridiculous. No one seems to understand my explanations. Dragging on my two legs, struggling to walk through this, been wanting to runaway from this but I know now that I might be over this. Not sure what do and what to say, the only way I could express myself I pushed it away. Maybe now I could figure out a way, scroll back to the beginning but start a new story, forgetting is the first step, regretting is the last step but I'm well over what's mandatory, maybe this is time to actually progress a new me, becoming who I want believing I am free. Maybe I should stop wearing my watch so I can't tell the time anymore, at least then I can run things how I want to, creating my own time zone.
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Written: 23-04/2016

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