I need my oxygen back

I thought giving chance for myself to start over was a right thing to do.
I thought about letting myself fall and somebody else would catch me.
What I got was a big O.
Wrong person, wrong timing.
I lose confidence.
I fear living under shades forever.
Without distraction, I start running through the back door.
My heart thumps and I feel nauseous. Disgusted by insincere hearts.

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