After Hours - Free (interlude)

This is a poem

What do I think when I write these words?
What do I think when I write another verse?
Do I regret any mistake that I made?
No, it let me grow up to who I am today
What do I think when I write these words?
What do I think when I write another verse?
Do I regret any mistake that I made?
No, it let me grow up to who I am today

I've been feeling down lately
Maybe like depression, but like times 3
These past months are beyond me
I've been stressed and alone, it's exhausting
I don't know how to deal with my thoughts
I overthink and end up getting lost
I'm numb, my heart's full of frost
I cut myself off, but what was the cost?

I hurt with my words and emotional trash
I'm learning to heal, but I'm not learning fast
I'm learning to vent all of my frustration
I want to rush things because I am impatient
Hurts to know that I messed up
But that don't define me
I can get back, get back on my feet
I know I messed up and I know that I'm weak
But I'm tryna be strong, I'm tryna be free

Written by:
Paolo Leduna

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