Sometimes I'm afraid of angels
other times I look for demons
Sometimes I'm loud and lonely and lost
other times I'm silent enough to cry
I only ever have motivation
when I'm sad
and yet, nothing ever gets done
I'm so rarely happy
I remember when I was bright
and people looked at me
and smiled
I remember when I knew what I wanted
whether I had friends
or not
I remember when the cold
bothered me
and I would drink hot chocolate
and be warm
Now it only makes me
sick
sick
s i c k
I remember when I used to
feel safe at nighttime
and I could look at mirrors
and I could talk to people
I remember when I was
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