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i've spent the last
3 months of my
life on a musical

a week ago today
was opening night
and now it's all
completely over

i don't regret
anything.
sometimes there are
these perfect little
moments.

i believe that these
moments are what
defines who we are
i come home
around 10pm
after musical
rehearsal.

i come home to
a silent and empty
house.

its like im
being rejected
from my own
home.
i'm biding my time.
i'm not sure what
i'm waiting for...
all i know, is that i'm
waiting...
ive burned a
lot of bridges
lately...

whether it was
on purpose or
an accident-
i still don’t know
i can’t say
anything right

so why do
i even try
to speak
at all anymore
time keeps wasting away
i sometimes hear the clocks
ticking.

it's maddening.

i don't know how to
use time effectively while
taking care of myself.

there's too much to do
in too little time.
ticking clocks
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