Ever time I turn around,
I find myself..
searching for more reasons,
To look back down.
I was told to hold my chin up high..
All I want to do is die.
As I close my eyes..
Trying to cover up the lies,
Hoping there is nothing left to hide..
As I sit and cry,
Searching for an eaiser way to die.
No more life mean no more lies,
Nothing more to hide..
No more reasons to cry.
Life all starts as soon as you Die.

 
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