I don't know

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I was broken
Like a piece of glass
Impossible to mend
To again make it what it was

I feel I am not good enough
Or maybe not good at all
That maybe I am just being
Too much to bear or be held

I don't know what I am
Or what I am not
If I am too much
Or nothing at all

I am going down
In the downward spiral of guilt
Guilt for doing what I don't know
But I am sorry just let me go

I'll fix my mistake
Once I know what I did wrong
But why do feel this
When all I know is
I don't know.

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