Hey, can you help me?/
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I don't know what I feel,
But it forced me to depend on this pills. /
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Maybe i'm just tryna to ease my pain,
Cause all I felt was rain,
And smiling doesn't feel the same. /
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Yeah I've been through a lot,
Continously questioning either my existence is worth or not. /
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Am I matter? /
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Hell,
they call me a bitter,
Seems like the whole world on my shoulder. /
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Sometimes I kinda feel alone,
Wondering if they would miss me when I'm gone. /
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Nah,
Maybe i'm just like Meucci and his telephone,
Or Tesla when he lose to Edison. /
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Keeping on the run. /
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With this Zoloft,
Something to take my mind off. /
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I'm sorry,
Those pills got me. /
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Therapy Session
PoetryWhat do you expect from a Therapy Session?. This is a collection of Poem/Poetry that based on what I'm really dealing and experiencing. This is a Therapy for me to release what's on my mind and take the weight off my shoulder. If you ever feel or se...
