i think about dying a lot
but i would rather not stoop to your low
i imagine getting into an accident
but it isn’t an accident
i want to drive off a cliff
but i would rather not stoop to your low

i do not want to die
you are already dead
leave me alone
get out of my head

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it’s cold
it’s dark
i can’t breath
i’m going to burst

i feel you around me
sometimes you are comforting
sometimes you are evil
please leave me be

when i think of you
i want to stay

i want to lie in the grass
and have the wind blow away my pain
i am so tired
please just let me stay

you say i’m a worry wart
my worries are not warts
my worries are tumors
growing in my brain
they are cancerous