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Poem #12 Stressed

Thursday, 27 August 2020

This feels like nightmare

Nobody care even for a second to spare

Is it wrong to feel  this way?

The feeling of doesn’t want to be exist anymore even just a day

But kinda afraid to die too soon anyway

But still too much to bare

Was I ungrateful? Was I being retarded?

Too exhausted to think about it in this head

After all this time I only wanna be happy

Spend everyday cheerfully

And smile as I forget the rest

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