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I write and erase I can't put my emotions in my poetry anymore I try to feel the emotions so I can write what I feel how unfortunate I can't I want to write but my emotions won't let me I asked myself why and I figured out I'm dead my heart is dead my emotions are dead my soul is dead I am dead in the inside I am mentally tired proving people wrong making people happy I'm tired the road is long and my legs can't keep up I'm falling and I looking for someone to catch me but I'm alone I'm sorry π I'm sorry for my bad grades I'm sorry for my mood swings I'm sorry for my laziness I'm sorry for my mistakes but I can't keep up to your wishes mother I'm sorry but I can't fail rather walk away for I am emotionally bruised mommy made me a writer π
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