hardlife
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I shower twice a day
Hoping that maybe I can wash off my stubborn filth
Because every day, I look in this mirror
Only to see the mistakes that I’ve made
I shower twice a day
Hoping that maybe I can wash off my stubborn filth
Because every day, I look in this mirror
Only to see the mistakes that I’ve made
Days of confident smiles even with barely any teeth
Days of continuous TV
Days of no worries
Days of playing outside for hours
Days of confidence to do anything
Little girl grown, how you toss and turn in your bed while images of him plague your sweet mind.In the night-time you see his face.
7th grade, in the middle of middle school, friends come and go, thought i wouldn't be able to make it, thought about hurting myself, Mybe being out of the picture would have been better, 7th grade, a year when my ride cam crashing down on me, nobo
It’s dark, cold and restless
Her heart-now fearless
She’s seen it all and nothing less
She is an actress
