Dear Me
I knew for a young age I was odd At a young age I couldn't make a lot of friends I'd always overthink Perhaps it was somehow my fault dad left I wish I never took that step of the right path dear me thing didn't get better yeah sorry I tried you still think everything your fault though it isn't Your dad still doesn't give a fuck somethings have like now you feel like ending it all when the sun rises and feel so alone when the moon is awake Thing will happen that you wish never did I'm sorry I apologize for messing our lives up I too wish things were diffrent I wish it with all my heart
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