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I wonder what'd it be like to find my own body sprawled out in the kitchen
Another tragedy that could've been prevented
If the dumb girl had just vented
But honestly no one would listen
People would think she was crazy
And no one was guaranteed to keep her secrets
Too judge mental
She didn't need this
I wonder what'd it be like knowing the last thing you said was bye
And then find my slit wrists and blood on the floor tonight
I'm trying to stay strong
I know taking my life is wrong
Trying to convince myself I have too many reasons to live
But my brain is an active pessimist
It won't assist
She just wants to insist
My heart wants me to give in
My soul is trying to escape
She said that she wouldn't leave but it's too messy to stay
She needs to be cleansed
She is covered in dirt from being locked in the bin
Contemplating ending my own life
I hate pain but that'll end all
Watch my own body fall
Red rivers flow from my wrists
I wonder what'd it be like to find my own body sprawled out in the kitchen
Yet another tragedy that could've been prevented
But I don't want to talk
And they don't care enough to listen
Follow Ty Harrell
I can't take back something I couldn't do
And what I couldn't do 
Was tell the truth 
I was just protecting you
And I know your pressed because of my complicated ways
I still think about you everyday
And everyone thinks I'm over it 
But I still feel the same
Some things just aren't meant to be 
I feel that's how it is with you and me
And it hurts me to know that you wouldn't tell me the truth 
Because I never lied to you
My lies protected your life
But all your eyes saw was someone hiding the truth 
Something you so easily do 
And maybe I was wrong 
But I'd rather be a liar and not jeopardize your life
Although you ruined mines
Than to stay up every night with the brutal truth of knowing you lost your life
Because I couldn't tell a lie
All I did was protect you
I won't regret it
Even if it did hurt you
Which I never meant to do
I couldn't tell the truth
No what I mean to say
Is I chose not to
I think that sometimes I forget that lying is always a choice, the consequences just aren't always that pretty.

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