I can't waste my time.
With the same stuff entering my mind,
The tears, and the worry bubbling inside.
I just can't do it,
I just can't keep going through it.
As I lay down at night,
I try to rest my restless mind.
But my past traumas begin to flow in,
Then my eyes begin to cry again.
With tears filled with worry and fear,
Formed by thoughts that are unclear.
They aren't pure and they aren't real.
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