December 2011
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Wishing someone would just say it was going to be okay. Someone to hold me, my hand, try to make it go away.
Letting things get in the way of what’s important. What’s right, what to do. Is it you against me? Or me against you? Or are we on the same team? Is there something that I’m missing…
Trying to sort out my thoughts, what I feel. Somehow never comes out right. I...