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Playing Pretend.

The air feels thick, I can barely breath

My mind is a mess, muddled with memories

Emptiness eats at every part of me
I try to move, but I am left trembling

How do I fix myself, how do I ask for help

Iím too young to be this sad

Yet, no one understands

Iím terrified of my future

Scared Iíll never amount to anything

Failure feels inevitable

And all I wish is to be normal

To dissipate this anger, my anguish

Yet that will never come, and to die is selfish

How cruel, how inhumane they must be

To keep me here amongst my suffering

I understand their reasoning, yet I cannot accept it

Not when my heart aches, mind unbearably desperate

I just want it to end, Iíve grown tired of playing pretend.
Written by Sunderish (Arcto.)
Author's Note
Aren't we all tired, who am I?
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