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Inspiration coming from the words hitting my eyes and flooding my brain. The hum of everyday is flowing through my thoughts without getting caught. The embrace leaves me feeling safe. Secure. Why must I be haunted by the things I despise most? I'm trying! I'm begging to be let go of? Why is it when I feel that I can't possibly be loved, all of a sudden, I can't escape? I don't want this anymore! I want to know that I can go and be me. My dreams won't let me sleep! I'm constantly leaving the places that I feel are home. With open arms that fall when I finally reach them, I am always trying to do better, be better, who am I?