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I have these things 
Wrong with me
And I want to
Get them out
But I don't want
To bother or get
In the way of
Someone else's 
Happiness
I want to deal
With it all
By myself
But I just can't
Yet I don't want
To burden someone
With my own problems
It seems so selfish
To dump my problems
On somebody else
Because it is not
Theirs to deal with
They are not the one
Who is broken, that's me
I'm the one with
The unhealthy brain
That tells me that
I am not good enough
For other people anyways
And I have to agree
Because all I ever do
Is inhibit others by
Making them deal with me
And all of my problems
That cause daily
Troubles for me
They don't have to
Help with what's wrong
With only me and
Not them at all
I don't want to
Put myself before
Anyone else or
To cause pain
Because of what
I only go through
It may hurt all
The same or even
More than before
But I'd rather never
Ask for help if it
Is just going to
Hurt someone else
To know and want
To help me go
Through life, it's
My problem, not theirs
So I'll just sit
In the back where
No one can see
And hide myself
So no one has to
Feel bad about me
And I'll stay there
Until the end of days

Written on December 22, 2020

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