Sadness.

Apparently, I’ll get over it
The pain, can I stop it?
I live with this feeling every day
My melancholy remains
Like an uninvited guest

I cry until there is nothing left
I feel like my mind is cleft
Like my thoughts are trapped
By the barricade of my mind

I feel like I have no control over myself
Why am I not the girl I used to be?

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