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Aug 2016
Sometimes the world can get so rough.
I have to ask myself, am I enough?
I want to believe I am okay.
I need someone to light the path, and show me the way.
Am I enough? The ultimate question.
I want to say I am, but I'm unsure because of my depression
It makes me hate myself, telling me I'll never be anything.
But I pray that It's wrong, and I'll amount to something.
Abigail Sandquist
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Abigail Sandquist  23/F/Texas
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