It's so ironic when I wish to have peace and unexpectedly wake up in the morning feeling devastated. Sat on the side of my bed thinking and self-reflecting on the things I've done. For the fact that I knew myself and that I did my best, still, it wasn't enough. Something I realized, "No matter how far you go and avoid the negatives, there will be people and incidents who won't stop trying to destroy you". For the reason that I don't know.
Once and for all, this is me. I may not be the perfect one but I'm real.
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