Lay
I lay broken in my bed Wishing I was dead I hope you never read this It holds all my secrets I'm not trying to hide the truth But where is your truth You don't feel bad And that makes me sad When I'm alone with my thoughts The ones that fill the empty slots They aren't good to have often But you never listen You have no option No adoption I’m left without a roommate So it's a clean slate But right now I feel so low All I can do is say no I feel so drained My body is stained
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