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Burdened Soul


So many things going on My mind running in thought No sleep schedule or appetite Car and Debts eating me alive Sometimes I wonder if I'll survive Keeping to myself with reasons aside Doing what I can to fix this cycle of my life Trying hard each day not to hide behind pride Fear of burdening others is what I think they see So I'll just keep quiet about the things that I hide And do the best I can until one day everything's fine
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