I feel like I still don’t know what makes me happy

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I feel like I still don’t know what makes me happy
Fucking shit life is draining sometimes
Fuck I just want a genuine connection and someone who is proud of me and shows an effort to want me around.
I’m trying so damn hard to positive through this all. Truthfully I’m a freaking wreck I miss my friends I miss exploring. This all happened at the worst time I’m just sitting here trying my best
I want to feel like you are trying as hard as I am. I don’t feel that I don’t feel any of it
4 years now
And I’m alone ago. A spin off of some great lyrics. Not much has changed though to be honest nothing has. I’m still finding the wrong in the right. Wait that isn’t how that line is supposed to go either. I literally don’t know what to though. Seems I’m always trying harder than you are. That you is consistent it doesn’t change even though the person does. I don’t know if it’s me or them. I claim it’s them it’s a understanding of myself how I work what I want and what I can do for them. It’s not enough though. I want someone to try for me I want this to be easy I want to fee that want
I need to fucking go outside
It's kinda funny
How quickly moods change. Or how the thoughts stop to make way for others. The laughter then turns to silence. The lights turn to darkness. Dreams fade into misery. Tossing and turning replaces sleep. The ceiling never seemed so far away. The walls never seemed so close. The him of the fan is keeping you sane. It’s cold air filling your breathe. Then suddenly you are back where you started. I am back where I started. I am not me. Or at least not what I want to be.
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