April 1, 2010
By Kaljah Adams BRONZE, New York, New York
Kaljah Adams BRONZE, New York, New York
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I write this so you can leave me alone
so u can THINK that everything is okay
when I'm dying
crying off the pain
holding on to that little string so I won't go insane
Or loose myself and do something that I would regret
so I just sit in the corner and hope for the best!
because I can't promise that I will be here tomorrow.... or in the future
I might take away my life so I can breathe easier and finally get a cure over this fever.
I wont tell you my problems
you will never kno
I dont want anyone to help me
I want to be my own doctor
I wanna help myself
I wanna help MY BODY
I wanna help my cells,
but until i can

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