Diary of a broken heart

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When I was 16, I was alone and that was the first time it whispered to me.
I was told how worthless I was,
I was told how I'd never be who I wanted to be.
I was told that I'd never be loved the way I wanted to be.
I was told it's just not a phase, it is my fate.
It whispered to me how I'd get it all hard.
I cried that day. I was so scared and I wanted to run and hide.
I could not eat, and sleep couldn't find me.
It was hard to get the voices out of my head.
I fought, I screamed. But the voices was stronger.
I should have taken the cue by then.
Should have just listened to the voices instead of fighting harder.
That day was the last normal day of my life.
The voices were actually right, and slowly have begun to believe them.
Constant battle with the voices and I am still here.
Not living, just existing.

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