I like to cry in the shower where no one else can see...
This makes it easier to lie about how okay is me...
I try not to flinch from the fear of being hit...
I try not to fib about loss that I must admit...
I am a suicidal runaway that has strayed from both these ills...
I strive and climb and overcome with shear force of my wills...
I am alone though I am far from so...
I try so hard to finish last or just not go..
Before I meet my end I will tell my story...
Some is sweet but much is considered gory..
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