It was going so well.
But now
I can't speak
I can't think
Something else is
Shoving these
Memories
Back into my head
And I'm defenseless.
I'm tired of
Bring scared.
I'm tired of
Acting like I'm fine.
Yet I'm expected
To push through
As if I'm not
Fighting with my mind.
Fake it
'Till you make it.
Just.
Don't.
Break.
I'm fine.
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