Countdown

I think there's more than one person living in my head.

I cut on a regular basis, because I feel there's nothing to my life. 

I'm counting down the days until I die.

I'm so terrified of being trodden on (again) I won't open up to people, I lie constantly about how I feel and I leave when I feel I'm too close. But I'm trying to break out of that habit. 

I'm scared of showing who I really am to anyone. 

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