i am sick of being taken for granted, sick of being walked all over, sick of being a something, rather than a someone. i am sick of all the tears, sick of the bleeding knuckles, sick of pretending that i am okay with the life i am leading. today is the day, everything changes. today is the day, i stand up and fight. today is the day, i learn how to smile. today is the day, i let go. today is the day, i start being realistic. because, in all honesty, i am sick of being weak.
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