I fear for myself.
I fear how I feel.
I fear that no one will hear.
I fear, mother dear.
My screams are loud and clear,
Why can't no one hear?
Is this for real?
I'm on shoot to kill.
Death comes upon me,
He won't set me free
He keeps haunting my thoughts.
I keep getting lost
Is there no one there
To help me get better?
I do not take pills
Because I indulge in cheap thrills.
I am not normal, that is true.
But what about you?
Do you feel the same way I do?
The crowd cheers on "boo"
But there is no crowd.
It's starting to get loud.
Please just let me go!
I don't want this anymore.
Please leave my thoughts,
I am not who you want me to be.
I do not want to die.
I do not want to die.
Do not tempt me, I am weak.
You come back for me every week.
I can no longer sleep,
I fear what I feel.
I do not want to die.
I do not want to die.
I do not want to die.
Please don't let me die!
No!
Help me please.
I cannot deal with this.
It becomes harder to deal with.
Help me, please.
YOU ARE READING
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