I've got my own issues.
Not the kind of issues that girls have with their own bodies,
Or the kind that are openly discussed.
My issues are on the inside and are like secrets hidden in a box.
But this box isn't locked, because I lost the key long ago.
This box holds my past, my present, and even my future.
But the question is... Which scares me the most?
Like I said
I've got my own issues.


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