Probably...summer.

Probably the saddest summer of my life.
Never gone to the beach, never partied all night.
People seem so negative and bossy --
and most of all, difficult.

Probably the summer I would never acknowledge again.
Haven't had genuine feelings but
sadness and loneliness --
and most of all, confusion.

Probably the worst summer of all time.
Probably the summer mostly spent dancing alone.
Mostly spent dealing with difficult, bipolar
and just plainly worst-at-being-people
kind of people.

But it was nice. / I got to have time for myself. / I got to fix something I never thought was broken. / Alas! I found the reason / why I've been down / prior the season.

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