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Alone again. Inspired to go on, but i still cry. Maybe I have lost hope, maybe i've just become so confused and lost so much faith that i've weakened my spirit and resolve. Maybe I'm lost and there's no going back. Few things bring out the passion in me anymore. What have I become? Where did I go? What happened to the carefree fun-loving guy that everyone knew and loved?
We'll he ever be back? Maybe... I doubt it. I can't go back anymore, but...where am i going? Will it always be this way? How long until a change? I need inspiration, i need passion, i need hope, and i need love. I need to not be so lonely, but how do you climb out of a hole so deep?
Where did my happiness go? When did the life that i loved so much become such a hell that i detest. When did putting effort intot he littlest things become so pointless to me? What happened to my joyful existence?
We'll he ever be back? Maybe... I doubt it. I can't go back anymore, but...where am i going? Will it always be this way? How long until a change? I need inspiration, i need passion, i need hope, and i need love. I need to not be so lonely, but how do you climb out of a hole so deep?
Where did my happiness go? When did the life that i loved so much become such a hell that i detest. When did putting effort intot he littlest things become so pointless to me? What happened to my joyful existence?