Going Through Changes

I feel like I'm losing control of myself,
I sincerely apologize if all that I sound like is I'm complaining
But life keeps on complicating, 
Inside I'm dying, I am finally realizing I need help.
I can't do it by myself, too weak, 2 weeks I've been having ups and downs.
Going through peaks and valleys, dilly dallying
I'm hatin' my reflection, I walk around the house tryin' to fight mirrors,
I can't stand what I look like, I look fat, but what do I care?

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