Too afraid to live,
Yet too afraid too die
It’s as if I'm watching life through some one else’s eyes.
Day pass by, then weeks, and a year,
All so quickly I can barely shed a tear.
As I watch my life pass me by,
I often wonder if I'm living a lie.
I mask my pain
And dry my tears,
Because both living and dying
Are my only fears.
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