As the rain pours once more 

And the breeze whistles past my door 

I berate myself again

For always wanting more 

The progress I have made

Is impressive and unique

But as I wander aimlessly

I still feel oh so weak 

I try my best to accept myself 

Honestly, I really do 

But when it comes down to it

I can’t help but think of you 

I wonder what it was 

That cut me oh so deep 

So many years later

I’m still struggling to sleep 

Perhaps I should step back 

And be proud of what I’ve done 

There’s so much more to life 

And mine has only just begun 

But as I sit alone again 

Withering in pain 

I still can’t help but wish

I could go back to our first kiss

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