My heart is as worn as the soles of my shoes.
How long will I pay for my debts?
The air is thinner it seems
than it used to be.
Nowadays I have trouble staying awake.
Not out of boredom.
Im just too tired.
My heart is run down.
My head is worn out.
I am bent in more directions
than I knew existed.
I will always be sick.
But I will not die of my own design.
Just you wait though.
I will not let them take me either.
I am still strong enough to stand.
I can fight.
I am here.
Are you listening?
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