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'They'They ask me why I cut, I asked them why they breathe.
They told me it was to survive and I said, this is my way of breathing.
'They' laugh at me, 'THEY' LAUGH
screaming things into my ears.
Things you wouldn't imagine,
things you never want to hear.
'They'are ganging up on me now, waiting to see
I may be good but, not that good,
not that good at pretending. I crumble
like a wall because,
I ended it all.
They broke me till I was unfix able, all I had to do was
Mess I do ConfessI'm a mess, I do confess
no matter how hard I try
I'll never be like the rest.
I cry when I'm scared,
I die when no one's there
I lie to protect what is scarce.
I don't know if I can stay sane
I'm left alone, in a world full of pain
I'm loosing it, I, will never be the same.
Begging and Pleading won't stop the bleeding
so why waste your time on, a lost soul like mine.
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