I'm Sorry

You know me

Better thans the others

You understand it

You want to help me

But I push you away

The fear of inevitable loss is too great

And I'm hiding

Running away

to not get hurt

This isn't living

It's barely existing

And you try to pull me out of it

But I fall back in again

And I'm sorry

And I'm trying

But I'm feeling tired again

You pull....I push...

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