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Nov 13
I can't bring myself to concentrate
Sit in class and find myself somewhere else
I'm either depressed or anxious
It's always crippling
Meds just make it all worse
Consequences are getting closer
They're going to call me lazy
They'll tell me it's my fault
I'll believe them
But I'm not capable of more
I'm not stable
I can't function
I can't do all this
It's too much
I can feel the panic
It'll come tonight for certain
I'm not stable
I'm not okay
I'm falling
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Empire  19/F/Sol III
(19/F/Sol III)   
       Jay M, Savanna, Syll, Ashlyn Rimsky, DM Jones and 6 others
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