Life is tough and full of choices. You get so many options until you run out of them, moments before you realize, and don't know what you want anymore. Or that's just how I feel. I can't remember what I wanted or who I wanted to be anymore. All I see is the narrow, the bleak, the dust that covers the blue sky... I guess you could say everything is gray. How did I lose those colored glasses and become a shell of my former self?
Lost and searching...
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