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May 2016
& maybe i was the lost
little girl
with high expectations
way too many goals
that could not even be completed
& maybe i was the lost
little girl
who fell for the wrong guys
for the guys who clearly were
under my standard
only because of my insecurity
& maybe i was the lost
little girl
that kept herself busy
as long as everyone was happy
& every night
she would find herself
crying herself to sleep
while
cutting her wrist
at the same spot
over & over again
because at the end of the day
she knew
no one was really down for her
as she thought
criediple
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