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Aug 2020
What is it for?
All this turmoil, the inner battles
I have with myself each day to try to keep floating

What is it for?
And what is the point of floating anyway
If it causes these controls?

What is it for?
Do I even have to be what I am?
What  they  say I am?

What is it for?
All my life's work to be seen as a life wasted

Unsure and confused
About what it's all for.
Written by
r  19/F/Not here
(19/F/Not here)   
         Crow, bones, old poet MK, misterN, Ijaazat and 10 others
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