I'll never be you.
I don't want to be you.
I am who I am.
And there's nothing you can do to make me change.
I'm not me.
For now, I guess, maybe.
Deadlines mix up.
Obligations pile up.
And I'm trying my best not to feel stressed.
I'm not ok.
Right now.
And I hate that I am.
Where's the little optimistic girl?
Is she already gone?
I'm not telling.
I'm done with my piece.
You can die in peace.
Just for today.
I hate.
I'm NOT!!!
