Trying so hard to be myself,
though who that is I do not know,
I'm tired and I'm scared,
of what is to come,
my friends expect this perkiness,
that I feel too weak to provide.
All that I want is for this to be over,
I wish i could run and hide.
I have to put up a front,
as to not worry anyone,
I have to be strong for my family,
because I know it pains them too.
They want me to give up,
on something that I stand for,
just because it makes me sick.
But I just can't do that anymore.
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