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I was always the first one in line,
for a prize I didn’t even need to try
Now, I’m suddenly left behind.
I’m back in the corner of a room
trying to keep my head down
and rushing to get out soon,
watching the hands of the clock
slowly turn to the time I can leave
it feels like years, I feel so stuck.
I often go back to these moments,
the glory days of my care free life,
the memories and what it all meant
at the time, it was everything to me.
Now, I’m sitting back in this chair
thinking maybe this is all I’ll ever be.
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This feels so sad but I think I have felt like this at times. I love your blog by the way. Have I saidbthis already? I shall explore further 😊
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Sometimes you just feel so stuck in life and wanting to go back to your glory days.
Thank you so much for appreciating this 🤗
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This is so relatable. The last line is beautiful ‘thinking maybe this is all I’ll ever be’.
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It’s something I often think about and it’s quite scary. Thank you for reading 🤗
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Deep and beautifully written ✨
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Thank you so much 🤗💕
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Of course!💕
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