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Again

I feel myself slipping once again, I know whats to come now, I've been here before. Loneliness and despair, just me and my thoughts, my private struggle.
I don't want much, just to be free from this darkness, this pain, this fear. I wish people didn't judge, I'm not 'weak'! I can't just 'pull myself together!' I wish it were that easy.
I wish they understood, I wish I didn't have to pretend, I wish I didn't have to hide, I wish I wasn't me!




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Dilian Smith said...
Apr. 18, 2011 at 9:21 pm:
Miss ya, if your still out there text me will ya? i wanna see how things are going for you and your family...
 
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