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She was a girl with a dream,
Innocent and care free,
Fairly happy to just be,
She was a girl with a dream,
Now she's a girl living in a nightmare
Empty and alone,
Depressed and anxious,
Head filled with fears and what if's,
Lost and confused,
She was a girl with a dream,
He came along and shattered her world,
Took all that he could,
She was a girl with a dream,
Innocent and care free,
Now she wants to be elsewhere
She dreams of being safe and heard.
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
I hope you are doing okay, thank you for sharing this.
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"Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat,
It’s the rhythm
of your life.
It’s the expression
in time and movement,
in happiness, joy, sadness and envy.
-Jacques d’Ambroise''