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Aug 2015
I'm a little bit scared in my mind
Seeing what will happen to me
How's it gonna be
Outta this world or packed in a box
I pick up my jacket and went outside for a smoke
The party next door is just too loud
I'm not invited since I have issues
House slabbed with tissues isn't my thing
But I just want silence
But they don't understand the way I am
And it seems to me that they don't care
Wondering where the mother and father are at, look what happens when they turn their back
Sometimes I hate to be bothered with children in the morning
But i think I'm crazy stressed out with these goals and my GPA, what can I say that won't get me into trouble
I'm just a little bit scared in my mind
Seeing what will happen to me
What do I need
How's it gonna be
Outta this world or packed in a box
I feel like there's a chain on my neck
I've attacked myself with these abusive thoughts
I feel like there's a chain on my neck
Help me out here
K G
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K G  21/M/Long Island
(21/M/Long Island)   
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   SLK and Colleen Harrington
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