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Calamity/Anxiety

The truth is,

I regret every decision I make.

 

I worry over nothing

And everything.

 

My mind is overflowing

Constant fear and paranoia

 

I want to be included,

But I don't want

 

I don't want.

 

I don't

 

 

I don't want to be a burden.

I don't want to be annoying.

 

I don't want to be weird,

Or cringy

Or awkward.

 

I don't want to be alone.

 

I don't want to die.

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There are so many things I don't want to be,

I don't even have the courage to finish that sentence.

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