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There's a pit inside my stomach

And it needs to be filled

I force feed all my needs

Until it's me that it kills

My family hate it

But coach got me running the same drills

Weight on my chest hold me down like a anvil

Anger in my body it's not letting me stand still

Anxiety a bitch I start telling my legs chill

Thoughts in my head

I'm praying that shit can't be real

Thinking it's a phase or it can be my own reveal