changedmylife
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Here is the story of three girls;
They go by what might be, what could be, and what is.
She was one,
But as the hands on the clock ticked,
She morphed into three.
The girl that might be
Early in the morning
When I first see the sun
When the birds wake me up
When I wish you were by my side
I think of you
Late in the afternoon
When I go to lunch with friends
I used to be sad.
I used to feel depressed.
I used to think that my life was so much worse than the rest.
OCD and anxiety had control of me.
The frustration was overwhelming,
it was taking over my body.
