10.01.2011

Alone

I am standing in the mist
I wonder why I am here
I hear people talking
I see groups of friends laughing
I want the same for me
I am standing in the mist

I pretend this isn't real
I feel my heart breaking
I touch my tears rolling down my cheeks
I worry this will carry on
I cry myself to sleep
I am standing in the mist

I understand the reality
I say that things will eventually become better
I dream for happiness
I try to recover
I hope I will
I am standing in the mist

Age. 13.

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