Suicide.

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Suicide - Clariyah

I am a person of survival
But growing up that was not really my title
A dead soul who was screaming for revival
A young girl who became suicidal
I felt the hits and the kicks of society
Probably the reason why I suffer from anxiety
I was never in the form of perfection
So I became the best example of neglection
They called me names from fat bitch to white trash to other shits
I won't say it's that bad
They called me up and would always need back up
Call me a slut and say my family was jacked up
Death threats every time I log in
Always on some other shits
Damn here we go again
I was already alone
Now I'm looking for a friend
Got no friend so here I am wishing it would end
And it didn't it never did
Was always something every time I felt good
They would remind me I was nothing
Every time that I was down
They couldn't help themselves but kick me
It tore a fucking part
Took all the fight I had left in me I had enough
I was so fucking done
I couldn't help all the drama
So I decided to run
But you can't run forever
Eventually you'll get tired
So I just stared at the rope and wish my life to expire
I mean fuck it, if I am really nothing
Then nobody would stop me
From taking that rope and jumping
So I took it, tied around my little throat
An proceeded to jump
When my mom bust in the door
I didn't know what to do
I didn't know what to say
I saw the tears in her eyes
I felt the pain go away
How could I be so selfish
How could I think that I'm nothing
When the person who gave me life
Obviously thought I was something
Now I pray, pray for the people who never so the light
Pray for the people who still cry at night
And those people think that my words like protection
Think of them as the light when you fight depression
Cause I know what it's like
I've been there before but with every close room
I'm here to open the door
I'm here to open the door uh

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