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Breathing


I thought being with you

would put an end to me taking care of everyone else

that being with you would be easier

 

I thought I would be able to breathe

but maybe it isn't something I was forced into

 

maybe I take care of everyone else

because no one took care of me

and I don't want that to happen to others

 

I thought changing my situation

would change who I really am

that being somewhere new would make me feel whole

 

but I've been whole all along

I wasn't forced, I wanted this

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