I don't want to exist anymore
I can't even do what I want to anymore because half way through all I can think is how much I want to go home
I never want to do anything
I rarely have good days, it's always just bland or neutral
Nothing excites me, I never want to go anywhere
I'm tired of trying, of helping, and lying
I never make any progress, but I'm too scared to anyway
I want the world to go away
I want everything to stop
I'm tired of pain, and sadness
I'm tired of having to care
I don't want to exist anymore
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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"
