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I hate that everyday you remind me of my shame Remind me of who I'm not meant to be Remind why i shouldn’t stay I hate that I’m still here And I hate that I’ve survived “Well maybe I can go another day and I’ll be fine” It's what I tell myself “I’ll be fine” “Your strong” But then I look in the mirror and I see exactly what's wrong I see that I’m broken I’m not fine I’m not okay I can’t handle this pain Going through it everyday It hurts me in more ways than I can say And I really don’t know why I’m still here Or what this is about All I know is I’m broken And I don't deserve this help I don't deserve this love I don't deserve anyone And I don’t know where to go And I don't know what to do And I don't know what to say But it hurts everyday too I hear it in my voice and see it in my eyes But no one can tell because I’ve gotten good at the element of surprise I’ve gotten good at hiding it everyday But no one looks at me the same Because maybe they know I’m broken But they don’t know what to do And they can’t help me at all   Because I’m ******* over to
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
Remind me
I hate that everyday you remind me of my shame Remind me of who I'm not meant to be Remind why i shouldn’t stay I hate that I’m still here And I hate that I’ve survived “Well maybe I can go another day and I’ll be fine” It's what I tell myself “I’ll be fine” “Your strong” But then I look in the mirror and I see exactly what's wrong I see that I’m broken I’m not fine I’m not okay I can’t handle this pain Going through it everyday It hurts me in more ways than I can say And I really don’t know why I’m still here Or what this is about All I know is I’m broken And I don't deserve this help I don't deserve this love I don't deserve anyone And I don’t know where to go And I don't know what to do And I don't know what to say But it hurts everyday too I hear it in my voice and see it in my eyes But no one can tell because I’ve gotten good at the element of surprise I’ve gotten good at hiding it everyday But no one looks at me the same Because maybe they know I’m broken But they don’t know what to do And they can’t help me at all   Because I’m ******* over to
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
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