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Jul 2018
Tossing, Turning,
I can't sleep.
Night after night
Day after day,
I lie awake, thinking, or not thinking
You scare me
So much uncertainty and I feel like my life is no longer my life.
It consists of a competition
I have to prove to you that I am better than the next
Survival of the fittest
except inclusive fitness is not a witness
I'm depressed
Constantly.
Thinking of what could be, what can never be, what I want to be....
I think I have a plan
but God reminds me that I am only a (wo)man
I decide to continue on anyway
Hoping
One Day
I'll find my way
Written by
Haydee
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