Nicole Laura (cryophelia) wrote,
Nicole Laura
cryophelia

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Only a Dream

I feel like I have so many choices right now.
Or none at all.
Almost like they’ve all already been made for me.
Like they were never choices to begin with.
I don’t sound like myself at all.
Destiny. What’s that?

I feel like everything means something. Like this whole day and night has so much meaning, so much is at stake. Why though?

Would you ask me to dance? Could you love me like a woman would? Could you love me like a woman should?

First you kiss me. Then, you resist me. Should I love you like a lover would?

I don’t know how I feel about myself, and I’m not sure where this depression I’m feeling comes from. I am happy. I know I am … So, what is this about?

Every day seems so weighted.

I just don’t know how I measure up.
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