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My Problems

me:
The people in my head
tell me to do bad things.
I try not to let them temp me
but its kind of hard you see.
I smoke a pond a weed a day
to try and make it all go away.
I tried so hard and go no were.
I even end up pulling out all my hair.
Doctor:
"I know its hard to bare,
that your child could care less."
me:
I got mood problems
so i keep my room a mess,
it makes me fill more at home
like a bird in its nest.
I'd like to put my soul at rest
i tried my best to.
Now its over.

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  • Whisper Trinity
    August 31
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    Line 6: pound of*
    Well I am here to help if you need it love you