I used to be the sweetest girl until I was turned sour. I used to be the sweetest girl until that continuous darkest hour. These days I'm feeling like I lost the sweetest me. The me that used to smile, laugh and world was filled with glee. Yes, I know change is inevitable but I thought it'd be for the better. On a daily I find myself questioning God like do this sh*t even matter? Like if it's not one thing it's another and I perservere through it all but I'm so tired of being resilent where is my breaking point? when do I get to fall? Oh god, I just wanna fall apart. My spirit is holding on because my dreams are more than just dreams. The life I see for myself and my future is still upon my reach. I miss feeling warmth and love, these days we're just existing. My daughter is the greatest gift that came from my resilence. I used to be the sweetest girl i swear that's what they used to tell me. These days i'm just the girl who took on another battle and drowning in depression.

