She knew what she was doing, but didn't stop.

She saw what she had done, but pretended it didn't.

She pretended to not care, but her heart said otherwise.She saw what destruction she had caused, but blamed it on others. She knew all that she was doing, but hated the thought that her reputation as an innocent would be corrupted. She knew she was alone without them, but pushed them away anyway. She knew her mind was corrupted, but continued on. She knew all that had happened, but the realization happened far too late.

People changed was her mindset. People get depressed was the natural. People are how they want to be was her knowledge. She didn't help from mindset. She didn't help from naturals. She didn't help from knowledge. She helped from realization far too late.

She knew what was happening, but she couldn't stop being controlled. She tried to forget, but the memories rushed back. She loved them, but the realization came too late.

Why couldn't we go back to when times were easier. To where you can accidentally be mean and you guys are still friends. To where the friendships didn't have complications. To where romance wasn't an issue. To where the biggest games happened, even when we had nothing.

Why couldn't we stay the same?

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