Everyone thinks I'm a happy person and that I have everything under control. What they don't know is that I'm dying on the inside. And I don't have it all under control. I'm already on the verge of falling apart. I'm so tired of feeling like this. Tired of fighting the urge to cry, every single night. Sometimes I just feel like breaking down, and say I'm not okay. ): I sometimes feel like I'm on the verge of blowing up. All the problems, stress bubbling up, but I'm never able to let it out. Urgh, never mind. What for saying so much, right? Nobody will ever give a damn about it anyway.
- come back to me like you did before you say its not that easy,
before the fight, before I let you go.
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