I wonder what'll happen if you find
That the reflection is something
I've demised
And that I've felt this way
For a long timeIf you choose to do something
You must do it quick because inside
I hate myself and I don't want to live
And because of society's wishes I'll die
By my own hands
I'll do something you know as suicide
But the way I see it is escaping pain
I can no longer bear to hide
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk