KNOCK KNOCK
Knock knock. whose there? Your OCD coming back to make you think negatively again.
Do your friends like you? Stop... does your family love you? Stop..
Did you mean it when you kept that promise that you would never hurt anyone you cared for?
STOP! I know where i stand you cant lie to me this casket i carry is not for me I will place my depression and anxiety there and bury it. My self hatred along with it.
You have no control over me. in the end I will walk away from this toxic relationship. I'm walking away from the old me.
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