What might be okay today 

won't be okay tomorrow.

When your mind allows impulses to take over, 

it's like you're giving up, 

you gave up your strength.

Strength is usually what helps me through, 

not just my own, 

but the people around me, 

their strength gets me through the worst parts.

Not many people help me, 

especially without judgement, 

the passing of my words also occur, 

which is whyi have to refrain from breaking down infront of everyone.

Only those select few.

And when the people you leaned on for help disapper, 

loneliness just bcomes



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