Remember when it was
Beautiful to care too much?
Remember when our best friends
Were our families?
Now I see no way out
But to end my life
I just see a month in repeat
Now I can't stand
My family and
I hate myself for caring
I hate myself for everything.
There's only one way out//
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6.15.14
Sorry I know this ones crappy.
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POETRY
PoetryMy way of getting the feelings out. Volume I •Published very out of order• •Feedback is always welcome• •© 2013-2015• (Was Some of My Soul but I got tired of the flowery hipster name so) ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Cutting, depression, suicide, emotional...
