March 15, 2011
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I find myself beaten all the time

Mental games people play with me

I can't seem to cope

I feel like I am going to explode

I need help...

Is anyone there?

Can anyone hear my pitiful moan?

Others feel my shout as a swift cool wind

They look around...

While most others don't

As they look away

They ignore the fight within themselves

And my growing need of solace

I am a ghost to them

Nothing but a blip on their radar

I can feel me failing myself

As I lose grip on everything I once knew...

I am a ghost

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