Half Completed
The misery the pain,
It all feels the same.
Alone and trapped,
Cant seem to break free.
Theres something missing,
Im only half there.
I'm trying to disguise,
The person who I am.
I'm looking for addictions,
To hide my shame.
But no matter how I try,
Its all the same.
My shoulders are hurting from the baggage I carry.
I try to ease myself of the burdens.
But they just keep getting heavier.
Was I ever there?
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