Goodbye

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Why did I want to grow up?

The things I see now make me want to throw up

I realize things aren’t what they seem

I realize it isn’t what I pictured in dreams

Maybe if people were better

I wouldn’t be writing this letter

I hope you get to read my words

And I hope they cut you like swords

I was hoping for an escape

Looks like I defied fate

I ended my journey

I guess it was a bit early

I planned it all out

I won’t have to scream and shout

You did this to me

But now I am free

I would say I’m sorry

But I know I’m not

If anyone should be

It would have to be you

I told you everything

You were my best friend

I guess I was wrong

To trust you in the end

So I got to go

But you wouldn’t know

Because I’m still here

But I’ll never be here

I’m a shell

I’m going to hell

But I don’t care

And all you’ll do is stare

Goodbye my friend

This is the end

I might still be here

But I won’t be me

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