Sometimes I feel empty.
It’s like I have no idea how
messy and a loser I am.
But I understand.
My unrelenting efforts
and struggles to survive
the heat of life, and my strive to
bring my darkened world to light
does not change my human nature.
It is okay to cry. After all, there’s
a reason why I still have some tears left.
But as far as I can keep going, I won’t stop.
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