Mess

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I am a mess

I never used to be this way.

I don't know where anything is

Or, the things that I am tested on.

My mind goes blank

And I can't remember,

How to read

Or, write.

I may play it off cool,

But, in reality,

I am a deer caught in the headlights,

I am lost.

I am scared.

I am a mess.

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