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Dec 2017
Lying in bed makes me calm,
Hugging my pillows, sweaty palms,
I'm dizzy or drunk, Don't tell mom.
I think people like me are both scared and brave
Suicidal thoughts are always in my head.
I'm not afraid to die nor hurting myself.
But some people think that I'm worthless
They think we are weak because we cant surpass the test.
But most of you people are scared to take a risk.
Look at yourself ,are you afraid of dying,
Then look at me I'm not afraid of dying
I'm just tired of trying and crying.
Are you afraid of dying ? Or afraid and brave  at the same time?
John AD
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