afuture
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Being depressed as a kid is well, strange. Because you never can see a future. Instead you see the present, and everything that it holds. It holds promise and love and a future for everyone else, but not quite for you.
As I brag my feet through the mud of mistake
My soul grows weary of the past
I Inhale the rebirth of self-forgiveness
No longer afraid of moving on
My frustration have now become my motivation
