《My Life in Ruins ; Poetry》That little voice in my head

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It would be so easy to just jump, maybe they'd say I slipped. Maybe they'd say it was an accident. Or, maybe they'd say I was a cherished student and they never saw this coming, that I was so beloved by everyone this was so unexpected. It wouldn't be partly true, nobody would see it coming. Nobody sees the signs or pays attention enough to notice how much I truly suffer. Everyone knows I drink, I do drugs, but they all normalize it so much that it's just 'careless fun.' No, I'm not an addict, I'm just a teenager.

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