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Im losing my mind empty inside anxiety hits and I'm ready to cry. Why? Why is this becoming my fucked up life. A damn fool with nowhere to hide. Lost in my dark while I just pass time. Forget reasting peaceful with this loneliness each and every night. Hoping just a build up one good cry then maybe I'll feel fine. Then it kepted happening with no kind of warning sign. I can't control it and know I can't rewind. Already left the station no way of stopping this ride.