Someone Like You
I have come to accept this path, and in another lifetime, maybe I will be lucky enough to be born into a shell where I can be who I am.
I am questioned by my father almost daily, and I tell him I have no time for such things as girlfriends and romance. My mother does not ask. I am afraid to think about it myself. Here it is 426am, and here I lay in this king-size bed, all the while I feel like a shepherd. So many thoughts in my head keep me awake maybe I will start journaling, so I have someone, something that will hear me. It would be past me, speaking to future me, and later when I read back, it would be as forthcoming to me since every minute that goes by is lost. So do we ever really hav
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