Maybe That’s What I Wanted
I feel like I’m trapped in a room with no way out — no door to unlock, no windows on the walls to escape. It’s always dark in here, especially at night. But in the morning, a faint light seeps through a small hole in the darkest corner of the room. It might look like hope... but I’ve already given up. I watch the light fade slowly — like my hope did, a little more each day. No one ever asks. No one comes looking. It’s like I’ve been forgotten. Maybe that’s what I wanted — to completely disappear. And still... I feel it inside me — a part of me that wishes someone would care. That someone would ask. That someone would look for me. But for now, I’m still trapped in this room. I just hope it won’t be too late when I finally get out. But maybe It alredy Is. { Hope you like this ...its my First time writing so im not exsactly an expert }
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