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i feel so much that its hard to keep track in my own head what i actually want and what i don’t

i fool myself into thinking that i am stronger than i am and somehow everyone seems to believe it too

not that i would want people to treat me as if i were this breakable thing

i usually smash myself to pieces before anyone else gets the chance

and now my skin is as pale as the skies on this gloomy day

a symptom of melancholic overthinking to the point of loss of blood

my heart is drained and my head, my head……my head is a mess

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