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I dont know what, why or how i am

i am empty

They all get sick of me eventually

thank you for being there.

waiting for her

i know she doesn't feel the same.

how i fall in love to quickly

my poem about how as more and more people develop depression and anxiety, the less accepted it is.

my first posting, about my countless nights without sleep please only constructive criticism, after all these are my thoughts i cant control the q..