And every night you feel more alone
Than the night before. And every night
The thoughts in your head keep
Searching for answers. And every night
You questions the people around you. And
Every night you wonder if you should be doing
More. And every night you feel less
Like yourself and more like a machine.
And every night passes but you and
Still, you want more but don’t know
What to do with more. I get you. Every
Night dive into the madness of
Becoming, of wanting, deserving. Every
Night you want to love and be loved in
Return. I feel you, believe me, I do
But nothing comes without struggle and
Everything you want is worth fighting
For. So fight, even if it kills you,
For nothing beautiful ever reveals
Itself without a little pain.
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