Behind those walls, someone is struggling.
Behind the smile, someone is hurting.
The person who seems to have it all together is slowly,
Drifting,
Further from their goal—
Slowly growing further and further away from the finish line.
They’re almost running backwards.
They’re falling apart inside and out,
But they don’t want anyone to know.
They have lost sight of their dream.
They have lost their goal.
They have lost their passion,
And now it’s just a mark in time—
A memory if you will.
Of what could have been,
What should have been,
And what never will.










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