Deepest Desires

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I just wanna be happy.

Know fun.

Find glee.
Love me.

Know peace.


I can’t, though.

I can’t.

Not as long as I’m stuck here,
Sad.
Mad.

Scared of the world.

Annoyed, with myself.

A permanently tearstained ball of anxiety.

Tucked away,

Safely.

Finding comfort in my misery.

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