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Apr 2021
I can't seem to find the right words to say exactly what i'm feeling.
I can't seem to the energy to write anymore.
I can't seem to be a good girlfriend
Or daughter
Or friend
Or sister.
The world we live in today, it's
it's so broken.
Teenagers stay up late, later than the rest of their family, just to break down.
We will remember what you said on July 19th, 2019 at exactly 2:19 pm.
But why can't we remember how it felt to be happy?
They say numb is an emotion,
But is it?
When your leg goes numb, do you still feel it?
Tell me what I need to do,
To be fixed.
Is there even such a thing?
All I know is
I literally hate myself and would give anything to be someone else.
To be pretty
To be smart
To be loving
All the things i'm not.
People ask me one thing,
Every day.
And every day it's the same answer
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, i'm fine."
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     Eugene Osowski and Julia Celine
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