Feeling dead
Sad and lonely
Things going through my head
It'll never stop
Ideas so horrible
They'd make you scream
Holding the knife
But looking for the gun
I want this over with
Seems like no one cares
Writing out this note
Just so everyone can read
They see me lie there
Cold and helpless
No on minds
They don't care
Something less to think about
They push me aside
No one tries to help
Not feeling a thing
Not even a single tear
 
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