living a lie is what i do
wanting to be dead is nothing new
stuck in depresion so far i can't get out
wanting help but there is no way out
holding the blade to my wrist
cuting deeper just knowing i wont be missed
throbing pain as i fall down
blood splashing when i hit the ground
closing my eyes and holding them tight
theres no point in putting up a fight
laying there in a pile of blood and tears
finally its over after all those years!
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