Weak
Lost in a world that doesn't understand, destroyed by my own fucking hand. Picked up by the people who love me the most, no time for wasting when your a soon to be ghost Life is unfair horrible and cruel, a sharp razer blade is my wonderful tool. With every breath my life slips away, no longer do I wish to see another day. The blood that was once in my veins, now lies in puddles and leaves a beautiful red stain. Forgotten my worries my cares and my pains, the world fades black as I empty my veins. They say I'm beautiful wonderful and strong, but I look at the bigger picture and see their all wrong. What I see is different hopeless and weak, here for so long but gone in a blink. A memory to those who once were there, I'm no longer breathing and wasting the air. No one here understands my shame, gone forever and you dont know my name The pain fades away as I fix what was wrong, don't even try cause I'm already gone.
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