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All the voices in my head
Are telling me to go away
And never come back
Because this life's not worth it all
I can't keep living like this
It's so loud in here
I need some peace and quiet
But where do I go?
If I don't know where to run
I'm drowning in the water
I can't breathe at all
My head's barely afloat
I'm gasping for air
But nobody's there to help
I need to get out
But I don't know what else to do
I'm screaming for dear life
Oh god, if you're there, come for me
I need you so badly
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch
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