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Dear God, please hear me out. I know it's been a couple years since I've reached out and said hello. I bet you're wondering why I keep obsessing on and stressing all the little things. When I should be living life and soaking up the memories. I know I've been selfish, I have no excuse to give you it's true. Hanging by a thread's how I live, I don't know why but I feel more comfortable. Living in my agony, watching my self-esteem go up in flames acting like I don't care what anyone else thinks. When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I feel but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya to pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in. The truth is I need help but I just can't imagine who I'd be if I was happy. Been this way so long it feels like something's off when I'm not depressed. I got some issues that I won't address. I got some baggage I ain't open yet. I got some demons I should put to rest. I got some traumas that I can't forget. I got some phone calls I've been avoiding. Some family members I don't really connect with. Some things I said I wish I would've not let slip. Some hurtful words I never should've left my lips. Some bridges burned I'm not ready to rebuild yet. Some insecurities I haven't dealt with yet. I'll be the first to admit that I'm a lonely soul and the last to admit I need a hand to hold. Losing hope, headed down a dangerous road. Strange I know but I feel most at home when I'm living in my agony. Watching my self-esteem go up in flames acting like I don't care what anyone else thinks. When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I feel but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya to pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in. The truth is I need help but I just can't imagine who I'd be if I was happy. Don't know what's around the bend. Don't know what my future is. But I can't keep on living in. Living in my agony. Watching my self-esteem go up in flames acting like I don't care what anyone else thinks. When I know truthfully that that's the furthest thing from how I feel but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya to pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in. The truth is I need help but I just can't imagine who I'd be if I was happy.