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Feb 2018
I don't want to talk,
Please, don't make me speak.
I don't want to stand,
My body's too weak.

I feel like I'm falling
down ten thousand feet.
Please, just let me sit down,
I'm safe here, in my seat.

I'm safe here, in the shadows,
this is where I belong.
Here, I can try, and succeed,
Here, nothing feels wrong.

Wait, no...
Don't ask me those questions,
My answers won't be right.
I'm afraid I might mention
what happens at night...

The voices, the sounds,
but nobody's around...
I'm led to the ocean,
Please, don't let me drown.

I'm held down,
I'm drowning,
I just can't resurface.
I know I'm nothing astounding,
I'm just looking for purpose.
Written by
Téa Rhyno  18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada
(18/F/Nova Scotia, Canada)   
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