I'm tired of always not being able to sleep at night and having my own insomnia problems. I'm tired of not being able to sleep just because my mind is always full of unsettled thoughts. I'm tired of not being able to sleep just because my mind is full of thoughts of you. I'm tired of not being able to sleep becuase I am always thinking of ways to figure everything out. Figure out about whats really happening back then, and right now. About wether what they all said was true. Which by right are probably 90% true. Why? Cause people dont normally lie about this sort of things. Which I dont think these people would want to lie either because what came out from their mouths, really caught me till the deep end. Its not funny at all because I sure wasted a lot of tears for that. It has been only recent that crying is no longer a stranger to me. Crying is the only thing that I could rely on.
I'm tired of trying every single minute of my life now just to piece back these broken AND missing puzzle pieces. I no longer have any idea on where to look to get those pieces back together as a whole perfect picture anymore. I've run out of temporary excuses for myself, that all of this is going to be worth it in the end. I've run out of reasons to lie to myself anymore just to keep you alive inside of me. I am sick of having you randomly popping up in my head and then disappear whenever I get snapped back into reality.
I'm tired of trying every single minute of my life now just to piece back these broken AND missing puzzle pieces. I no longer have any idea on where to look to get those pieces back together as a whole perfect picture anymore. I've run out of temporary excuses for myself, that all of this is going to be worth it in the end. I've run out of reasons to lie to myself anymore just to keep you alive inside of me. I am sick of having you randomly popping up in my head and then disappear whenever I get snapped back into reality.
I swear that if you lift my chest to hear my heart beating, you'll hear the ocean instead of the beating. There's no one there but me.
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