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Here I am

Alone with my thoughts once more

I really need to stop this

I know it's no good, but

It's like a drug, ever present



I need to get it out

But I can't, there's no way

I'm forcing my hand to write this

Holding my own life at ransom

Keeping myself at gunpoint



I need an escape, I ned a release

Somewhere far away from where I dwell

Get me away

I don't want these responsibilities

Don't push them on me



Look at me - I can't even finish this

Stop with the pushing! Stop with the shoving!

I have to do this on my own time.

I just won't do it

You can't make me do anything



There, I've finished this

It's sad to say, but this was a burden

I'm just not myself

Too many responsibilities

That aren't even here yet.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

God, I hate this.

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