Have you ever looked over your life

and realized you’re basically screwed—

that no matter how much you want something,

that dream will never come true?

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Have you ever tried to write your life

and realized it couldn’t have a happy conclusion—

that no matter how many times you rewrite a scene,

all you’re left with is fear and confusion?

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Have you ever wished you could change one thing about yourself

and realized you didn’t even know where to start—

that there were so few good qualities present

that you couldn’t stop tearing yourself apart?

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Have you ever hoped your life would get better

and realized that it never would—

that you can’t bring yourself to trust anyone

even though you know that you should?

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I’m tired of looking

and not finding a thing.

I’m tired of trying

and continually failing.

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I’m tired of wishing

for things that won’t come true.

I’m tired of hoping—

aren’t any of you?