I wrote this while I was trying to run the house, while my father was out on detachment, and I was feeling quite inadequate to the task, so before anyone rips me for the content.. yeah, I know its kinda self indulgent and blech.
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Sometimes I reach a point where I feel I can't take it anymore.

I feel the pressure of life on every inch of me, crushing me.

Unbearable, inescapable, bearing me down til I must kneel

And sometimes a friend will make it better, make the worlds care dissappear

Sometimes an "I Love You" from one I care for sends my fears fleeing

But sometimes it doesn't, It builds and it builds until I feel I MUST yeild

But to who?

Sometimes I long for oblivion, sometimes I seek pain.

But no matter what i seek for allevation of my discontent, It is never enough

So I continue plodding on mindlessly, hearing the cold, empty comfort of

It'll get better...

But somehow it never does.

Not for very long.

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