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I am way over my limits and I am looking for the brakes. No one can help me but myself, but where are they? I can't find them no matter how hard I search for them.
I can’t eat… because there is no money for me to buy food.
I can’t sleep… because ugly thoughts and fear are always playing hide and seek in my head.
I am about to be homeless, and that’s because Greece doesn’t love her children. We love our country, but she starves us to death, and we can’t help ourselves, no matter how hard we try.
An ugly truth is all it is, a horrible truth known by a few, but feared by many.
I can’t eat… because there is no money for me to buy food.
I can’t sleep… because ugly thoughts and fear are always playing hide and seek in my head.
I am about to be homeless, and that’s because Greece doesn’t love her children. We love our country, but she starves us to death, and we can’t help ourselves, no matter how hard we try.
An ugly truth is all it is, a horrible truth known by a few, but feared by many.
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I don't know if you guys know how ugly things are in Greece, but I am in this horrible situation, and these words written above are my feelings and thoughts. God bless Greece so we can survive.