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Laying in bed just staring at the ceiling

waiting on something that will never come

thinking of things that will never happen

knowing hope is the stupid choice

i dont know why I do this to myself 

i don't know the point of this waiting

i don't know the point of this hope

my mind tells me to think of her

my heart tells me to just give up

I know the answer but won't accept it

i know holding on to this hope is pointless

but it's the only thing that gets me thru

so I'll continue to lay here waiting

hoping that one day i can get the chance