One, two

Buckle my shoe

Three, four

Your such a bore

Five, six

You son of a bitch

Seven, eight

You took the bait

Nine, ten

I'm gonna break you again.

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Fuck myself. I hate myself. Why? Why did it have to happen to me? Why did I have to be so fucking stupid? I deserve this. I was happy. Very much in fact this is my karma. Shit.

Another sleepless night.

Another day without an appetite.

Another day where I have to fake a smile.

Why must I fake a smile? No one would even care even if I cry a river.

Perhaps they would pretend to care and you would be such a disturbance.

Fuck.

-

Twinkle twinkle little star

Why don't you go somewhere far?

Up above the world so high

Why don't you just go and die?

Twinkle twinkle little star

Run on the streets and die from a car

Crash!

-

Standing up, I look at myself. Why do I have to wake up? I don't understand the reason for my existence.

I showered and did my morning rituals and got to school.

Senior high?

More like senior die.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 08, 2018 ⏰

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