#12 It's hard to breathe these days

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As the time pass
The suffocation increases
As the days pass
The concern over me decreases
I was almost like a stone in the path
Which have to face the wrath

One day it becomes too much
I can't help but cry
And lose the trust
In everyone who I ever met
Day by day
It increases the threat
In me, to open up to anyone
Cause my instinct told me to stay away from everyone

It left me perplexed at the end..
That who was to be blamed
Was it me who was unfair?
Or was it the society behind
My depression, anxiety and fear??

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