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I don't know what is wrong with me.
I'm out of control,
I need to remove this hold on me.
Because I don't care about me,
I don't care about you.
All I really care about is if I'm gonna die.
And so what if I'm gone after this long.
You weren't there to see it.
What I went through.
What I dealt with.
What makes you think that I care about what you think of me?
I'm not okay.
But I'm okay with that.
No matter how hard I try this is my life.
And it is what it is
life
.


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