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I’m tired of living here Trapped in constant sorrow Who cares if there is a tomorrow! All this anger in my head Always laying in my bed I never leave I’m trapped at home I’m tried of this feeling The paint on my wall is peeling I see the same four walls The same old tattered blinds on my window They shut away all the light of the day So I sit at home and decay In this room... I say “hey mom I’m tired of being here” alone trapped at home You’re always gone mom And....... I’m starting to think you’d be better off if I was too....
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
I’m not okay mom
I’m tired of living here Trapped in constant sorrow Who cares if there is a tomorrow! All this anger in my head Always laying in my bed I never leave I’m trapped at home I’m tried of this feeling The paint on my wall is peeling I see the same four walls The same old tattered blinds on my window They shut away all the light of the day So I sit at home and decay In this room... I say “hey mom I’m tired of being here” alone trapped at home You’re always gone mom And....... I’m starting to think you’d be better off if I was too....
Sadboihourz
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
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