silently strong but deals with problems in an emotionally concealed manner

I know I’m already dead but it’s kinda peculiar im still breathing.  I wonder why? It’s like you see yourself bleeding to death without any pain.  I am numb with life. My system is in despair I am malfunctioning. Feel me, cause somehow I’m still alive.

It’s not how I planned it.   

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