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My Fear
As I sit by the window.
I have a million thoughts running through my head.
Am I worth something to anybody.
Is there a purpose to my life?
Or am I just here?
Am I really the amazing person that everyone makes me out to be?
Well I am here.
Just trying to live with all these fears.
The fear of hurting others kills me inside like a knife to my heart.
The fear of not being good enough makes me want to end it all.
My fears will keep me shattered and broken.
I have a million thoughts running through my head.
Am I worth something to anybody.
Is there a purpose to my life?
Or am I just here?
Am I really the amazing person that everyone makes me out to be?
Well I am here.
Just trying to live with all these fears.
The fear of hurting others kills me inside like a knife to my heart.
The fear of not being good enough makes me want to end it all.
My fears will keep me shattered and broken.
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