blue
maybe i should diy my pants blue so my outside can match my inside will this sadness stay forever? i dont remember a time without it i've always been a quiet kid prefering saying nothing over saying something wrong i found freedom in loneliness and safety under my sheets at night maybe that's why it's so hard to get up (leaving the shelter sleep creates) no one ever understood how my sister and i could be related she's always been so joyful, so brave and caring, sunshine in human form i'm more of a night person, more withdrawn, peaceable and thoughtful, always with my head in the clouds maybe I talked too much with the moon at night as a child maybe i spent too much time on my own 'cause i'm always so blue
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