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Oct 2014
As i sit here
waiting for the day
that life will finally take me away

I write
I write about the pain of my friends and family
Of the girl I just met who is just like me
Of the people i met who dont understand me
Of my suicidal friend who wont believe me
Of my little sister who is dieing

I sit her and I write realizing i cant change anything
I sit here and write realizing that no matter how many people I save
there are still people who want to die

Did you knowΒ Β there is an estimated 10 to 20 million non-fatal attempted suicides every year.

and no matter how loud i yell they never seem to hear
me screaming that i love them

My voice is drowned out by the millions that tell them they are nothing
and no matter how many people I have screaming with me

no one ever seems to hear anything
and im tired of losing my voice from screaming everyday
when it doesnt change anything
but i will never stop
because the day i stop could be the only day i could of changed something
so i will never stop screaming
even if no body is listening
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