The only thing piling high are my sins
Its not good to take my advice, especially not when I'm caving in
Another day passes or was it a year?
Their voices I try so hard not to hear
Each second I'm closer to giving in
Don't listen to me when I fake another grin
I don't suggest you seek help from those who are damaged as well
It will never end very well
One will end up dead
Not in reality, just in the head
Right now I'm in no shape to help, you see?
Not a good idea to take my advice
When I start to think, "Maybe death would be nice"
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Hello, Just Me Here
RandomJust some writing to get my mind off things, not all are good but they're there.
