Somedays i sit,
and just start to cry
Somedays i look at your picture
and wonder why
Somedays i sit
and just want to die
Somedays i wonder
what went wrong
Somedays i think
about what could have happened
Somedays i think
theres nothing worth it to live for
Some times i cry myself to sleep
some times i cut my self and start to bleed
the pain is bad
but it reviels my stress
if only i knew
what would happen in the end
 
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