I find myself constantly having to apologise to myself for all that I’ve put myself through.
Even though most of it is not my fault.
I can’t help but to feel sorry.
I’m trying to make up for everyone’s mistakes.
I find myself thinking, am I living or am I just breathing?
Feeling sorry for myself. I’m caught up in a loop of mixed emotions and false hope..
I can’t see through the bullshit and lies because the truth hurts.
I’ve created a false reality where things always go my way but is that the right way?
I’m died inside and I’m grieving on the outside.
I’m different I’m a mindful zombie
The walking dead but still woke.

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