I took a breath
Long and careful
But it couldn't help my stutter
My flaw
I use too much air
But it's surprising
For it to happen so fast
I kind am kind of thinking about it
An end to meet all ends
At least then
I'll stop being yelled at
I'll stop messing up
I'll stop dragging people down
I'll stop wasting precious air
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 8:41 PM UTC
I took a breath
Long and careful
But it couldn't help my stutter
My flaw
I use too much air
But it's surprising
For it to happen so fast
I kind am kind of thinking about it
An end to meet all ends
At least then
I'll stop being yelled at
I'll stop messing up
I'll stop dragging people down
I'll stop wasting precious air
The world doesn't need me any more.
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