I Don'T Mind
I don't mind being weak.
I don't mind the pain.
I don't need help.
Waiting for death to take me.
What's the point?
I'm tired.
I'm sick.
I want to rest.
I can't fight anymore.
Just take the pain.
Reject me and hate me.
I don't mind the hurt.
I don't mind the tears.
I'm holding onto this pain,
For the rest of my life.
This is my fate.
This is my pain.
I will live or die.
I don't look for options.
Whatever the choice,
I don't mind...
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