Blurred Days

And when you’re alone,
It all starts coming in waves,
On how everything turned out,
How your day went,
Not even remembering what you really did,
Thinking everything was okay,
But at the end of the day,
When you’re all alone,
You keep on hoping that I should have done this, instead of that.
I should have done better.
I am trying so hard. Very hard to be okay.
But I just can’t stop the tears from falling down,
And everything was just unleashed.

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