It feels that I want attention, and I don’t know what attention it is that I want. I just want to lie on the gentle earth and wait for someone to say, I miss you or hey come with me. After all that has happened, the days go on by, and I cannot seem to keep on going with them. I keep hoping for tomorrow. A type of tomorrow, where someone wants me.

 

 

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