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| 2 | I spent my whole childhoodbeing compared to everyone else.
Nobody ever wondered
who I could've becomeif they'd just let me be myself. | 14 |
| 3 | People love your light...
until it shines brighter than theirs. | 23 |
| 4 | They congratulatedthe successful version of me.
Nobody noticed
how many pieces of meI had to loseto become that person. | 56 |
| 5 | Nobody ever saidI wasn't important.
They just always hadsomeone more important than me. | 62 |
| 6 | Hungry Ghosts - Blood my-free-mp3s.com .mp3 | 79 |
| 7 | I didn't fall in love
because you were perfect.
I fell in love
because you made me believe
I could finally put my guard down.
That's why losing you
hurt more than meeting you ever healed. | 72 |
| 8 | The saddest friendships...
aren't the ones that end.
They're the ones where you're the only person trying to keep them alive. | 85 |
| 9 | The hardest part isn't having a mother...
It's having one, and still feeling like you had to raise yourself. | 104 |
| 10 | Some people grow up trying to make their father proud.
Some of us...
grow up trying to stop wondering why he never was. | 106 |
| 11 |  Немає тексту... | 241 |
| 12 | I can't write beautifully anymore, and you don't like it! | 173 |
| 13 | I have seen death more times than I ever wanted to.
I have buried people I loved, learned to live with empty chairs and silent rooms.
But sometimes...
it's only one person.
One person whose absence quietly takes over every corner of your soul.
And every day, the reminders become heavier.
One day, you see their favorite flower.
Another day, their favorite song starts playing out of nowhere.
Then there are nights when you hold every little thing they left behind, wondering...
Was I enough?
Did they know how much I loved them?
Could I have been kinder... stayed longer... said more?
The questions never stop.
They keep echoing inside your head,
and the cruelest part is knowing that no answer will ever come.
Grief isn't just missing someone.
It's learning that the world will never stop reminding you of the person who no longer gets to be part of it. | 224 |
| 14 |  Немає тексту... | 219 |
| 15 | The better question is...
What didn't I do?
The eyes around me were never meant to see.
I got trapped among the blind.
And in the end...
I became destructive,
instead of someone who creates. | 213 |
| 16 | برای دوست داشته شدن چیکار کردی؟ | 207 |
| 17 | But I've done everything I could for this life! | 219 |
| 18 | Anyway; I hate this place. | 249 |
| 19 | Немає тексту... | 1 |
| 20 | There's a significant difference between "home" and "house." | 255 |
