My eyes hurt

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My eyes hurt.

Crying no reason

and instead of a tissue I use a T-shirt.

It's so hard for me to stop.

It's like asking someone to stop breathing.

It feels like everyone is looking like I am the newest toy in toy shop.

Then they ask me "Are you alright?"

There is silence because my heart and brain is in the middle of a fight.

No one knows...how I feel.

No one knows if this is really for real.

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