Words from an Insomniac still trying to find her way

Take 2 for the pain

What is the need Behind the pain we inflict on one another, on ourselves?

Aren’t we lucky to be alive

To be in love, surrounded by others?

We are somebody so why have we let others let us think otherwise?

We have forgotten our purpose, our meaning, our reason for breathing.

Pain wasn’t part of the plan; For anyone.

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