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Trapped


Its a funny thing you see, Its a jokester Once you think you have escaped it you are wrong An endless maze with no exit Feeling helpless is normal, so are chest pains Want some medication? No, i am not weak I can do this on my own, or can I? I can do anything. I am strong, or am I? Constant battle, constant fears I cannot take these endless tears I have to much pride to accept help But I cannot help but think about it 18 years of being trapped, my whole existance Why am I so stubborn, what am I thinking? I am not weak, I just shouldn't suffer anymore I finally get help but I am still trapped Life is better but I am still stuck in the endless maze Anxiety is an endless curse
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