I was breaking
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No, I am
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I am breaking
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Still breaking
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.
"BREAKING"
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Breaking inside
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Breaking
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I can't breathe
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I can't think
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I can't focus
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I can't..
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"feel"
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I can't feel anything
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I am
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numb
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NUMB
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What makes me a bad human
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Feeling that
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Wait...
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It's not a feeling
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I can't feel anything
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It's numb for a reason
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Feeling is weird for me
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Having a straight face is normal
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Seeing them smile is not
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How do they do it?
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How are they happy?
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What are they happy about?
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It hurts right?
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So how?
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I tried
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Tried it
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Tried to be one...
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Of them
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And felt something
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I'm feeling...
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'Hurt'
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I felt hurt
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Harmed
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Pain
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Unwanted
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Insignificant
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I failed
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Failed to be one of them
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Failed to smile
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Failed to be happy
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But I felt something...
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Bad
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Pain
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And that made me shatter
.
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The pieces spreads
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Out of reach
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Can't pull each other to be whole again
.
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And again
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I am broken.
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