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My head is a ticking time bomb filled what I should say, but I can't because of my position. Put into words far beyond my control, I am only 18. The wisdom I have stretches beyond such, but who acknowledges it??? No one. Just the constant thoughts and ideas that travel through my mind wit nowhere to go or no right time to be heard. I am but a shadow of who I want to be or should have been before. This the the shell I am forced to live under and the shell I havent quite seem to break yet. If only this shell was thin, but it runs through my veins as well as my skin. I wonder if I break the shell, do I break down?? or does my heart keep me alive long enough to repair the damage???