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Oct 2014
I want to be happy,
I am sometimes happy
I am happy when I'm outside,
I am happy when I'm watching bobs burgers
I am happy when I am listening to my music
but I haven't been myself lately
I haven't smiled genuinely much
I wear sweatshirts during hot weather,
And feel extremely uncomfortable without one
All the traumatic experiences are coming back
I feel like my parents are treating me different
Even though my dad hasn't,
I feel as if he's teetering on insanity,
but maybe I'm the one teetering
I feel like I'm scraping by in school,
I can't see my future anymore
But I still want to be cheerful and perky?
What's wrong with me?
This is a rant kind of, not a poem.
Rj
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