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Dec 2015
I am not worth it, I am not enough
People tell me I am, but I am not
It is not what I think, it is what I feel

If I really deserve to be happy
Will I have to feel this way?
I can't love myself anymore
I can't fight for my happiness any longer

Disappointments are eating me up
Frustrations are consuming me
Sadness is swallowing me
Anxiety is killing me
Depression is burying me alive

I do not need someone to rescue me, I do not need any love anymore
I just want to sleep and never wake up ever again
bartleby
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