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I can't stand it here,
Inside.
All I want is to break free,
But I can't even manage that.
The only reason I can't
Is because it feels
So deteriorating here,
Inside.
I feel like I can't even move,
Can't even think,
Impossible enough as that seems.
I'm trapped here,
Inside.
I'm so trapped, I can't breathe.
There isn't any hope for escape.
And that's truth,
Which is hard to face.
It just gets so difficult,
Because I have many
Truths to face here,
Inside.
The hardest, is knowing that
No matter what I do,
No matter where I go,
No matter who I meet
Or what they tell me,
I'm going to die alone,
Here.
Inside my head.