If only I can turn back time
So that I won't be suffering as I am now
Missing you is our natural instinct
But is loving you a mistake?

I was laying in my bed to go to sleep
But I was staring at the ceiling
Thinking about if I made the right choice
But in reality I had no choice

I'm constantly feeling tired
I'm constantly telling myself that everything will be fine
But I'm afraid they will judge me in any kind

Lemme sleep peacefully
Without waking up in mid of the night

People always say listen to your doctor
Taking medicine moderately
And have a good night sleep

But I don't feel like I'm recovering
Except I'm getting more weak
Weeks by weeks that I don't feel like myself lately

Every capsules and liquids I tried
Yet I couldn't stop coughing
As if life wants to see me suffering

I've been laying in bed almost everyday
Nothing amazing had happened
Or is it just me being super lame and boring?

I always put on a smile
I act like I'm the happiest girl in the world
I act like I'm carefree
I "enjoy" my life more

I'm already tired
I just want to rest
But it keeps on haunting me
And it drives me insane

Now here I am
Laying in bed again
Telling myself that everything will be okay

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