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Mar 2014
For the majority of my life I've been cared for by my parents.
Now i'm all alone trying to do this on my own
Fending for myself
Got me feeling stressed out
Popped to many Xanax
Bout to pass out
Just hit the couch and i'm startin to black out
How many did i do again?
I think i lost count
Stomachs feeling week
Feelin like i'm at the peak
Don't wanna come down
I'm so sick of the frown
Depression at its worst
Thinking that im gonna burst
Tired of being the clown
Now im searching for the crown
I wrote this in my stay in a mental institute.
Forgotten One
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Forgotten One  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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