Countless Memories

Why is life so empty right now?

Is it  just me or is anyone else feeling down?

I am trying to be sane but is sane really what I want?

It's like every time I smile the memories flee back to haunt..

I keep telling myself "You're okay. You're fine."

But really thats just an old joke of mine..

"Keep your head up, don't let them see you down!"

But honestly I could careless if they see me frown.

It's time to cheer up, time to make these memories end.

But what if the bad memories are my only friend?

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