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My mind is fractured and full of holes

Stress and worries take their toals

I fight these thoughts every day

Holding back things to say

A self made cage of all my fears

Drowning in my own damn tears

If I sit still "I'm not enough"

But try too hard

Then "I'm too much"

It's hard to hold these thoughts inside

Afraid of my own fucked up mind

I know just what I'm to do next

But always settle for "I tried my best"

A critique, a jury, the executioner too

Everything I am to you

A monster to hold all the blame

Now filled with so much fucking shame

When can I say "It's enough"

And still not feel like giving up?

I'm guarded now

A wound so deep

Something I can't even see

It holds me tight

I just want to "breathe"

But even that is "too much" for me

So once again... In digital ink

I write these thoughts

So I can think

Of better dreams

Of brighter tomorrows

While I once again

Burry my sorrows

Too deep...