so pissed never knowing what to do
all this fresh anger just let loose
stressed out infront of a noose
maybe this time it will get some use
looking at it
wondering "do i dare?"
i start pulling at my hair
each strand of hair
is like all of my friends that weren't there
but why should they care
this sends a thrill of scare
true friendship is always rare
i decide that this noose is what i wont ware
i fall to the ground
and just pull at my hair
 
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