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Jun 2014
I'm finding it hard to remember what its like to truly be happy,
Today I tried to laugh but it came out sounding cold and fake,
Why is it that I have the ability to feel so much yet so little?
I am depressed, anxious, angry, heartbroken, and alone,
why can't I add another mood to try and lift me up?
All I want is to remember what its like to really smile, to feel like I fit in.

At night I try and remember what joy feels like but finish up feeling empty, I guess being empty is better than being full of sadness.
Taya Nata
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