Too hard
There's too many sounds, too many voices in my head. Too much going on within my head. I need a way to drown it out. No one notices how unhappy I am now. Not enjoying the things I used to. It's getting bad again. Spending all day in my bedroom. Falling behind on my homework. Crying more than usual. Angrier than usual. Lashing out, hurting those around me because I hurt and no one knows. I hate myself. I always get better for a while, then it comes crashing back down, knocking me down, again and again. I can't do it anymore. It's all too damn hard now.
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