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Nov 2018
there are days that are long
and there are days that are short
there are days that feel infinite
and others just not so
there are days that bring pain to my chest
for reasons both good and bad
and there are days when crying is all i can do

there are days that feel like nights
and there are days i just want to sleep
there are days that **** me slowly
doing my job for me
and days where life is all i want
there are days i don't want to leave my bed
and even more so my house
even more so my friends
even more so myself

there are days where i don't want to live
not because i want to die but because living is a bit too much for me
those days make me drag my feet across the floor
and force myself to eat something
those days i just wanna be by myself
forget about friends
forget about school
forget about the world and create my own
a tiny little space where it's just me hugging me
a tiny little ball of "you don't have to be"

on days like that i wish i really could
on days like that i wish i could run away from the world
and pretend as if i'm not a part of it
on days like that i wish i could be alone
and pretend as if there's no one around me
on days like that i wish i had the freedom
to be free from every you, every she, every they
every day
every day

every day there are days and theys that make me want to sleep forever
and every day those days and theys keep moving on and forward
and i watch them leave and go away
as i keep myself to myself on my bed
on days like that
on days like this
sleep is something i love to take over me.
me rn: "mr. stark, i don't feel so good." it ***** but it's always like this. at least i know that everything is just as it has always been. here's to happier tomorrows.
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ruqayyah  19/F
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