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Oct 2020
I've been trying so hard
But it's never enough,
I'm never enough
And it's so clear to see.
So I lie in the dark
But nothing ever comes,
No sleep, no death,
Just cold, empty, silence.
I just wish that I was good enough
For once
I would like someone to take my hand
And help me to feel alive.
Michaela Ferris
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Michaela Ferris  24/F
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