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For I am Not a True Human Being
   
  In a box
  I created for myself
  I somehow forgot
  The hidden way out
  In a room
  I locked myself in
  I somehow forgot
  Where I placed the key
  In my own mind
  I trapped myself in
  I somehow forgot
  I’m only as free as I let myself be
  Alone
  I sit longing for a day
  Where I’m no longer inside a hidden box
  Locked room
  Or trapped mind
  But I tell myself
  This is the way it has to be
  For no one to see
  The side I long to be rid
  I tell myself
  This is the way it has to be
  Because the people out there
  Aren’t longing for me
  I tell myself
  This is the way it has to be
  For I am not a true human being
  
   

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I was recently diagnosed with anxiety and major deppresion this poem explains how i felt before i got answers.