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Age of 50/50
I am overwhelmed by the stress, the saddness that bears a weight on me. I feel heavy and uncomfratable and tired. My feet are dragging behind me making me slow. "Help me." I say. "Help me." I stay. I just can't. The emotions are to hard.
No one hears me, no one will here me. I understand the responsibalities, but the people who lay them on me don't understand. Don't understand my problems, what I go through. I am born in a age of emotions. The older they get, the less they forget. Forget what we go through. And when we say, "Help me." It is a 50/50 chance of help.
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