FOCUSED

Focused

The mornings were never easy. My dreams from the night were never quite over and always found a way to slither into the daytime, taking me far away from this place. The expectation of my distorted reality haunted me the most. I knew that I could never wake up when I wanted to-I could never be focused on the things staring me straight in the face.

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