i wake up in the morning
and roll out of bed
i look in the mirror
and see what i dread

im still stephanie
same school
same family
same life

this becomes the pattern
tommorrow will be like today
and anything but death
can change it from that way

and so i consider an end
a demise to my existence
something to break this circle
this endless circle

the knife on the table
teases my mind
making me ask
why am i still here
 
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