days seem to be long-winded. life seems to be full of awaitings. anxiety is growing within me. anticipation for that something to happen seems to be impossible and is taking forever. i keep holding on and letting go. i'm decaying, mentally. there's no way out. nor any way to be in it. i'm not in control. in fact, i can never be in control. it feels so powerless. what have i done. what have i not done.
life can be miserable. it can be a blissful one. it all depends on that split second of choice that you make. which one do i choose to have. it all depends on that split second of the time in my entire life.
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