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Sep 24
Somedays I feel things to deeply
Somedays I feel nothing at all
Somedays I turn my emotions off
And curl up into a ball

I hate that I am like this
I hate that I am sad
My head goes round in circles
I must be going mad

I know that I'm the problem
I know that I'm the worst
I know there’s something wrong with me
It feels just like a curse

I wish that I had somebody
Someone to understand
I wish I weren't a burden
Taking space up on the land

I WISH I WAS DEAD
IWISH I WASDEAD
IWISHIWASDEAD

But I am alive
And I can breathe
I can smell the flowers
And see the colours of the autumn leaves

Somedays life is hard
And others it is not
But at least Im still here
Beneath the ground I shall not rot
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Written by
bugsy
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