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The hardest thing I will ever have to do.
Is admit to myself that I am more than a little crazy.
It claws apart something precious inside of me.
I have fought so long and hard not to be.
But in the end, the truth is the truth, no matter how uncomfortable.
Accepting it is just something you have to do.
I just wish with all my heart that it was not so.
So another piece of me is ripped away.
That person I fought so hard to be.
Is nothing more than ephemera.
What is left after all the armor and patch work is ripped away?
Will I even know it when I see it?
I'm afraid.
This life is a joke.
I wish I could laugh.
I am so very sick of being the punchline.
Is admit to myself that I am more than a little crazy.
It claws apart something precious inside of me.
I have fought so long and hard not to be.
But in the end, the truth is the truth, no matter how uncomfortable.
Accepting it is just something you have to do.
I just wish with all my heart that it was not so.
So another piece of me is ripped away.
That person I fought so hard to be.
Is nothing more than ephemera.
What is left after all the armor and patch work is ripped away?
Will I even know it when I see it?
I'm afraid.
This life is a joke.
I wish I could laugh.
I am so very sick of being the punchline.