i am not myself these days.
no sleep.
no worries.
learning to trust.
crying daily.
making it through the motions.
letting myself walk around in the blue.
everything is dark, except the light that creeps through my window.
I love the street lights, but lord, I just want to see the stars.
& I'll walk these streets until the end of time, it thats what it
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