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Dec 2022
I've tried to play along,
I've tried to drown myself in work and things that keep me busy,
But the truth is I'm dying inside,
I mask my emotions with a smile and a laugh,
But I just want to cry and breakdown,

Why am I still going?
Why am I still here?
What's the point?
(c)barker
Barker
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Barker  M/Ottawa
(M/Ottawa)   
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