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Aug 2012
I tried
To reach the top
Of this 6 foot deep hole,
But I just couldn't get up.
I dug myself down there
and kept my self digging.
I feel the paranoia sinking, seeping,
Burying itself deeper and deeper
Into my skin.
No matter how hard I try
I cannot seem to win.
I'm just never going to be good enough for you.
Why bother giving in
If you won't ever give me a chance
To win?
This is the original draft of this poem because I couldn't find the updated version of this poem in my notes.
DahliaoftheDead
Written by
DahliaoftheDead  27/Cisgender Female/Washington
(27/Cisgender Female/Washington)   
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   Sergio Zelaya, --- and Ahmad Cox
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