Poesie

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At night I lay awake in my bed

Everyone is asleep except me.

I think. About everything. Wherether it's worth it to experience this nightmare called life or if I should give up.

Giving up seems like the right option, but I'm to much of a coward to do it. To give up, I mean.

Everyone says It's going to be better. You'll be happy.

But when? How much do I have to endure until I feel truly happy again?