The room I never Loved

For the first time,
I walk into the room I never loved.
I will never make it.. right?
My hair cut down to my unfit jawline
and my eyes half shut forever.

I placed my hand down on the rug,
fingers spread in promise
I told myself,
just one year
but never did I mean it. 
I told myself
come back that day and call yourself a winner,
but no,
never did I mean it.

I thought 1 month or mabey two
would be my own worlds edge
but here I am
hair to my sholders,
a promise meant with fingers spread.
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Jules M.

VT

17 years old

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    My eyes spread wide and I finally see
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