Falling apart

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There are some days

I get so dark and gloomy

The voices in my head

They get so loud.

They tell me to do things

I had promised I wouldn't do

They tell me things

I don't need to be hearing.

I'm not insane

I promise

Please believe me

I need you to believe me.

I'm just not okay

All of the time

Please don't run away

I need you.


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