I don't know why I'm still here, with
all these things happening to me, year after year.
Sometimes I wish to disappear,
To a place where I can't be seen.
I'm tired of being this girl,
Just existing to fill holes in the world, feeling unheard.
I'm scared this feeling will never get better,
And having to deal with this forever.
But maybe, just maybe, there's a light,
A tiny spark in the darkest night.
A chance to get away from this fight,
And find a future that ends this long night.
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Autor:
Vânia Maria (Pseudónimo (
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- Publicado: 15 de outubro de 2025 14:32
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