No more shaking,
No more blame,
No more complaints,
No more challenges ...
just want silence,
Immersing myself in the dark and mourn,
Till my lungs run out,
to come back to being me. Until
redo optimistic
And wilt my emotions,
I got bored of my insecurity,
To see my life go by,
And do nothing for fear of acting,
I want more.
I want much more,
do not want these images in my head, I hate these rolls
,
When I answer, C
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