All these words I can't seem to speak
All the thoughts are running deep
I get away from them as I sleep
But when I wake, reality hits me right in the face
reminding me the problems are still here
and they still won't leave
I'm swallowed by fear
I need a listening ear
but how can I manage to receive one
When I'm not talking?
Should they sit back and observe my silence?
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