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Yawns.
I'm getting sleepy
Time flies and it's already Monday
Didn't really felt the long weekend
Kinda sad but it's ok
Got used to it already
Anyway life is going to end soon
And a new beginning awaits
Looking forward to the new life
Looking forward to the new me
Exciting yet worrisome
I hate myself for being so calm
I can't remember when it started
But I always make myself have balanced feelings
In a way, I won't be too sad
Or too happy
Maybe I'm scared of disappointments
Thus I'm unable to fully enjoy myself
Good or bad?
I dont know
I can't seem to trust happiness
Cos sadness feels more real and honest
Life as we know
Will come to an end
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