Snap.
It's one of those days I don't care who leaves or stays I push them all away Then I feel regret and pray I don't die all alone Then I remember my heart's made of stone I stumble and fall down Intentionally ignoring the stretched out hands Hoping desperately that I drown In these darkness filled lands I go to bed choosing death But wake up chosen by life My existence is merely to give Providence mirth I think it's the only reason for my birth Everyone has hopes for me But I aim only to be free I'm a living disappointment All my enthusiasm towards life is spent I'm the pariah of pariahs My heart has no more fires I'm on my knees now Staring longingly at the grave But life forces me to bow And I pretend to love life and act brave I'll never be willing to bend So I know I'll snap in the end.
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