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(Warnings: loneliness, suicidal thoughts)

Everyone is sprouting love
But none are going towards me
Everyone is sprouting love
But stuck here with weeds

They care, they care, they say they care
But here I am alone
Here I am caught in the rain
With no place I can call home

I'm wet, it's cold
While everyone's inside
I'm just out here right in the dark
And I just really want to die.

I'm crying but I don't know
If that's tears or rain
And I know no one will notice
Me with showable pain

I can scream all I want
And nobody will care
All my shouts go in the void
With no ears left to spare.

I'm willing to take insults
That's how bad it is
I want people to demean me
At then they show they're listening
At least they can see me

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