my head
Through the looking glass I see, Everyone else is as happy as can be, Meanwhile I sit in complete despair, As my mind comes crashing down beyond repair, I start to drown in tears caused by an unknown force, Now trying to find the happy place within the source, Nothing I've tried works anymore, I just wanna slam my head into the door, Nobody to help me or save me from my head, Who cares anyway when I'd rather be dead, Since that can't be an option to take, I guess it'll be more happiness I'll fake.
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