If you stay around long enough
You'll hear me confess
There's a hole in my chest
Where I'd put my Sympathy
If I had any left
But there's a monster
And it multiplies
Every time I pretend that I wanna be alive
It's Apathy
Apathy and Empathy
All or nothing
There's no room left
For anything in between
And we're gonna pretend it's fine
That my mind is designed to help
And not the truth
That it's on a course to
Self-destruct
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
