Sad
I'm sad. I'm broken. I'm rejected.
I've been told so many times to take care of myself but what does that really mean?
Going to bed on time, getting a grip on my emotions, learning not to take every time someone ignores you personally.
Does it make you depressed? Does it make you stressed? Do your eyes need a rest? Well yes.
If you're gonna break away, have it in your mind to stay and you'll find you will not stray.
So sleep now and dream now of poppy covered fields. Of daffodils. Of honeysuckle. Blueberries and strawberries, baby's breath. Ipomoae alba and the stars. Take a deep breath, centre yourself and stumble into deeamland.
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