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I Surrender

I cant hold it anymore, its to much for me too handle, can anyone truly help me,understand what I’m going through or am I too dramatic for people to understand that I’m bleeding butyet I wont let u c cause I’m afraid about wat u think. I’m tired of my bad habits, I want to impress u & u & u. I want to impress my parents and my friends to show you that I’m doing good and I’m happy but I’m not. I’m not, I want more.
I can’t, I cant let them get me, my heart and my love. It feels like I will never be safe from those eyes, and those stares and those perceptions. I just want to breathe, why is my chest so congested, my lungs are filling up with depression, my bones breaking from the negative tension attacks, my insides so twisted that I cant get my blood pumping my chest is congested with pains from them and my eyes are wet and black & white tears of my musical soul is creeping out. Leave me alone! Cant someone reach their hand out and help me, grab me before I fall through the cracks. “Lord, I surrender to you”

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