My Soliloquy Disgruntled With Love

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When I write I make everything sound so poetic
I guess the reason is to make it sound good or epic
Cause writing real shit raw it pierces my heart through
And I'm afraid when you read it would scar you
You see I've been dealing with a lot of internalised anxiety
The pressure of being happy all the time kinda frightens me
Ive been out of my head and been drowning emotionally
And I aint a saint as everyone would define biblically
I face the same problems just with a different face and a new day
With tears in my eyes evaporating in gods given ray
I guess this is some kind of depression
My head is in oppression