Breathe
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Thats what I have been thinking all day. Just breathe. If I keep breathing I will be ok.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Just one more breath. Ok, now one more.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Is this living? Just taking a breath and saying that we are going to be ok?
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
No, its not living. Its surviving.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Living means that your ok.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Surviving means your not.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Im surviving, yet everyone thinks Im living.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
I can't keep surviving. I can't keep breathing. I cant keep going. I just can't. I can't do this anymore.
I cant. I cant. I cant.
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