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I am sick of the lies I tell myself

To appease my mind 

I am sick of the painful truth I avoid on the sly

I am sick of the gnawing wound I hide

With ripples of laughter and smiles

I am sick of being a fool to believe that I have supportive, more than one

Who value my presence under the sun

I am sick that I permit others to hit me and run

Just to feel myself as the rock of Gibraltar so strong!

I am sick of zig zag having to find my path through &

Midst the healthy wealthy lucky profound!

I am sick 

Please don't look up my profile!