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Help is Hopeless


You can never be certain

What if this?

What if that?

What if they…

 

Stop

You have to stop thinking this way

No more, “What if this?”

No more, “What if that?”

No more, “What if they…”

 

I know but...

If I keep thinking this way they’ll…

 

Quit

Look

You’ve already failed

I say, 

No more thinking this way.

 

Fine

I won’t dare

But I can’t seem to get this feeling out of the air

Please

This isn’t fair

All I want to do is sit in this stupid chair

I can’t hurt you there

Maybe I should…

 

Again with you thinking this way

Stop

Stop this I say

All you is drag us down

All we want to do is help you out

Enough of this

Frankly, it’s ridiculous

You do hurt us there

You do hurt us in that stupid chair

We miss you

Maybe if you would get out of it you wouldn’t feel like you needed to...

 
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