averaged

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i don’t recognize my life anymore, it’s living itself

there isn’t a place i can rest my head that feels like my home

maybe that was a concept only for childhood

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i’m like tempered glass, i can take anything and never break

but i feel nothing either

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my highs and my lows have been averaged out

to a near-constant forbearance

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i don’t know if i’m stronger for keeping it together

or stronger if i’d let myself unravel

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it makes me happy to make you happy

but i don’t know who i am anymore

or if i should strive to be anyone at all