My Life Truly Means Nothing

I was the smart one. I was going to be something in life and nothing was going to stop me. Instead I ended up here in this hell. How pathetic and embarassing, and I wake up every day crying. I shouldn’t be here but nobody would show me the way. I never wanted this. The child with the stars in her eyes as she conversed with the moon in her solitude while dancing on her stage made of dirt and grass has been buried, the light extinguished.


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