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I never meant for it to grow like this

… they don’t understand how much I give

And how it affects me

And now they want more

They expect me to give more

And I don’t know if I can

It’s like it’s not happening to me,

But someone pretending to be me

Someone dressed in my skin.

… I’ve no control anymore.

I don’t know what to do.

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