Reality Bites

Somedays I ask myself...

How can I make it alone
Why are decisions so hard to make
When will I stop crying
Why are my dreams laced in gold
And why do fairytales seem so real
when reality feels like a lump in my throat
What do I really have to choose from

Not much

That's sad

It just makes me cry

Again

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