Stop time for now
I can’t handle how fast it’s moving.

I can’t handle how nothing seems to find me joy.
Nothing.

I can’t handle the way
everything seems to be testing my determination.
When will I feel like my fruit is no longer sour?

I can’t handle the days
that I feel bad for being sick
because I’ll disappoint someone.

I can’t handle it.
I can’t handle this.
I can’t handle.

 

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