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a weight on my shoulders

holding me back from life

making me feel as if

I don’t want to fight

a monkey on my back

feeding my cold heart

stripping me of my soul

tearing my insides apart

keeping me from achieving

any of my goals

in my young age

making me feel old

as you take away

everything from me

sheltering, suffocating,

sheilding my eyes so I can’t see

you are…

all these things and more

making me run for the door

you can’t keep killing me inside

my fears make me run and hide

just let me leave

just let me be

but you are what you are

you have ice for a heart

and I don’t know why

you make me want to die