Everyday i come home from school...
i just sit there lonely in my room...
i sit and play with this knife...
contemplating if i should take my own life...
i don't know what do do...
everything that was once stable has came unglued....
i wonder if I should just slit my wrist and let it bleed...
Will it bring u back to me?
every afternoon i tell my friends i love them and good-bye because i know i
might go home and take my own life

 
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