My days are short. Each last for 12 hours with breaks in between.
This is an escape. An escape from finding the answer, from the fear.
What if letting everything status quo? Nothing is wrong.
I cannot look into my eyes in the mirror.
One failure decided my fate? Just one failure.
I do not owe anyone any answer. If I do, I owe it to myself.
By end of next week, I will find myself two.
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