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Toiling with the ordeals
Pondering on the thoughts
Skimming the feelings
Caught in a trap.
Where am I to be?
How am I to live?
When is the breaking of a new dawn goanna give.
Who am I inside?
Why do I sit and cry
Why is it I feel what I feel inside?
Scared of the future
What tomorrow may bring
Why must I question everything?
No where to turn
No one to share
In this feeling of blank despair.
Should I let them in?
Should I allow them to see?
The scared little girl inside of me
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