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yeah look idk.

im twenty five.
 and im so done.
no drink, no sex,
no drugs, no fun.


im so tired, im stressed.
im extremely depressed.
 
from when i wake up,
till i sleep.
my mind contently repeats.

"Get up! go out!"
"you will work this out"
all i hear is false assurance
and it makes me wanna shout.

this lame poem. Helps a bit.
but honesty ill wake up the same.
same old brain, telling me the same old shit.
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