Mind
My mind is unclear.
My mind is a mess.
I feel out of it.
Every step I take.
There is no one around to witness my battle.
Just a girl who represents myself.
I try and try but it keeps getting stronger.
I feel helpless and scared.
For I don't know what will come.
The mind is the deadliest weapon.
For it is killing me right now.
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