so much

there are so many things happening

          my brain feels like mush

life is moving past me 

         why is everyone in a rush

i don't want to be here anymore

        i feel the water start to gush

always crying, emotions take their hold of me

all of these feeling welling up in my gut pulling me down

i want to be done

This poem is about: 
Me

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