The world is cold,
Thats what iv been told.
Sometimes i wish things weren't what they seem,
Sometimes i wish this was all a dream.
I dont want to cry anymore,
My heart is being tore.
Sometimes i dont know what to do,
Sometimes i pray this isn't true.
I want so badley to die,
I want so badley to fly.
People always tell me to be strong,
People always tell me that im wrong.
Sometimes i loes toutch with reality,
Sometimes i wish i wasn't me.
People tell me that right now school is the most important thing in my
life,
But actually, its trying not to pick back up that bloody knife.
This pain hurts deep down inside,
My whole life, all iv done is run away and hide.
 
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