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Nov 2018
No one understands,
the pain I feel,
everyday,
trying to act cool,

No one see's the things that bother me,
the demons that are plotting my death inside of me,
the heaviness and pain I feel from aerial class,
I want to be a acrobat, but according to my school class...
I am a clown, I am stupid, I **** at guitar, and have no way to face it.
Tylese
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Tylese  15/F/Australia
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