Another Page From My Diary
You know that feeling?
When you're just waiting,
Waiting to get home, into your room,
Close the door, fell into bed and
Just let everything out that you kept in all day.
That feeling of both relief and desperation.
Nothing is wrong but nothing is righ either.
And you're tired ..
tired of everything, tired of nothing.
And you just want someone to be there and tell you it's okay.
But no one is going to be there ...
And you know you've to be strong for yourself because no one can fix you.
You're tired of waiting, tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else.
You want it's to be easy, to be simple, to be helped, to be saved.
You know you won't be.
But you're still hoping and you're still wishing
And you're still waiting with tears in your eyes.
Yo're fighting. fighting until at the end of your life.
Fighting until your last breath ...
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