Who I really am

How could this be real

I sometimes feel like my world is tumbling down

It's one thing after another

My sister started to get the same thoughts

She tried to overdose on her medication

How can I stay happy after all this

Thinking about what you'd tell me

"It's not going to be like this forever. Everything will be fine by tomorrow."

The times I'd want to go out and not come home for a couple days

You'd talk me out of doing it

You knew how to keep me out of trouble

I don't have that anymore besides in my dreams

Those nights make my mornings so much better

I can't get over how long you've been gone

It seems like I've gotten less postitive in life

I keep my emotions inside so I can seem like the same person I was before.

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