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"Sometimes I feel like a shadow of myself,
Lost between who I am and who I want to be,
wondering if simply existing
is all I'm meant to do."

Every small self-inflicted punishment feels like relief. Relief from the shame, the guilt... a brief reprieve from the agonizing pain.

"How do I love myself when each breath feels borrowed, each heartbeat hesitant, like I’m here by mistake?"

"They say to find meaning, you have to chase after dreams,
But how do you run when you're chained to the ground?"

"Pain is looking at someone with a smile, while inside, you’re breaking in silence.
The ache that only you can feel.
Pain is living, while inside, you’re barely holding on."