08-28-2024, 04:59 PM
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. . .
And it is of my making,
born from my hands
that are incapable
of reaching out.
No longer do I
have energy to plea.
No longer do I
have energy to pretend.
In the dark
I will fall
and never rise
because I know
I am not strong,
I am not wise.
I am determined
to fulfill my own failure
because why dedicate myself
to my success?
I'm scared.
.
.
.
.
I am scared and no one sees.
I am scared and no one understands.
I am scared and it is confusing,
not compelling,
I am no mystery.
I'm nothing.
I should not ask for help.
I should not ask questions.
I should not be confused.
.
.
.
.
What are you doing?
"Nothing."
Why?
"I don't know."
Do something.
"There's nothing to do."
Why?
"No one likes me."
Why?
"Because I hate me."
Why?
". . ."
Why?
". . ."
Why?
.
.
.
everything is alright
i am managing well
nothing is out of the ordinary
. . .
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