One day in the middle of class
While everyone was working
My eyes filled with tears
Because I knew they were thinking
About their work, or friends
Or what was happening after school
But all i could think of
Was how much rather I'd
Be at the top of a building
Ready to jump
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
