i'm tired of being perceived as strong all the time.
i need to succumb to inabilities. succumb to my tears. holding up for so long, i thought i could do it.
too many things beyond my means, my own alone, i can't change things much.
this is when i feel, living is harder than dying. where is my guardian angel?
to clear all these obstacles, clear my mind. optimism could only last so far, i need something to keep me going for the next 2 months.
something to work towards.
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