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Here I go, thumbing things down just to clear my head.
Was I really the problem?
All these years, I've still never truly asked them.
My head is pounding, yet there's no migraine or headache I can point the blame.
I'm sick of this rain.
I'm sick of this me.
I can't hold on, every little piece has been lost along the way.
It's so hard now, rebuilding, but I know it's the only way to get through all the pain.
I try harder, because I know how it feels to truly have no one.
Lost and alone, afraid to reach out, losing that voice that used to stand up, protect, and help others.
It's a journey, this life, and I feel it's the first time I'm truly trying to live now. 
Grief, regret, and not believing in myself...
That place was dark, cold, and damp.
I lost so many people I cared about, and the hard part is that they aren't even dead. 
It's late, but some light shined in.
I'm truly changing, it took so long, and I feel like now, I'm finally not pretending.