I’ll never be happy, doomed to this existence. I never wanted this life, none of it at all. People are so quick to tell me I can change it but nobody will offer up a solution or a hand. Instead they all left me to erode and wither away. I have failed, been allowed to slip through the cracks. I am the nothing I thought I would never be and I’m powerless to do a thing about it. Tears me up inside, what’s left of me anyways, that I will never have happiness in my miserable existence and die unfulfilled never reaching the potential that a few told me I had but never bothered to point the way.

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I am an open book. My pages are just stuck together.
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