STRUCK
Don't know where to go don't know what to do.... standing in the corner watching people's laughter.... My head above water slowly begins to sink deeper. My soul is trying to get a hold of the shore but I sank in more. The only thing I think of as a hope is the prestigious rope. Now I know where to go. Now I know what to do!!
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