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I'm really bad.

I have to tell you that.
Right now you're reading this, probably thinking that I'm over thinking things right now and everything is not as bad. Things will get better. People make mistakes. You just have to be better in the future.

You will probably say things like that.

But it won't matter anymore. Because deep inside me, I know.

People like you might say you know me. My name. Things I like. I hate. I may be even have a part in your life. But I know. You will never know me. The things that I have deep inside me. Unspoken words. Secrets. Memories. Things that I'm the only that has access to unravel.

But even I, myself, am afraid to face those myself. Because I know, they have the power to destroy me.