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what, they don't expect me to?
finish all that and go with it, through?

would it be better
to cry on the kitchen chair
scream about it all being so unfair?

would it be better
to hide in my room alone
until 5pm and never show?

would they like it more
that time when i couldn't stand straight
took a step only to faint

i still have this.
it still exists.
please, i beg, bare with me
on this way full of risks

but accept those risks
that i take without a say
or else it will all start again
with me being afraid
#-_(#((#))@+€-_

if they would know the hell i choose
everyday to not go back to the roots

they wouldn't question it
wouldn't question me.

and i told them i am being my self
but my self always begins to scare them
at some point.

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