How do you make me feel weak on days where I feel strong, how is that you make me cry in random times and whenever people ask my if I’m alright, I have no explanation to why I’m crying. You scare me that you might push me off the bridge and when I die, you’ll be there still haunting me. Why did you pick me? out of all 7 billion people you chose me to suffer.
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