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I sit down on my bed

Those voices in my head

They tell me i'm stupid

I feel my brain has been polluted

With these words they say

Another day just slips away

I'm given so much

But it's never the right stuff

I feel I am greedy for wanting so much

But then again I feel I must

My brain hurts and I can't speak

And when I even make a peep

I feel i shouldn't throw my burdens onto others

They have so much to deal with already

I can't cope with this anxiety

This worry it hurts me

This is my call for help

Will someone save me?

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