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Why?
Why is it that everytime
I find something good
I end up destroying it
Why is it that I cant
just open my eyes & realize
that Im loved
Why is it that I struggle
through each day I live
thinking that Im worthless
Why do I have to wonder
why I am the way I am
And why is it
That when my depression starts taking over
Im not strong enough to
contol it?
