6 feet under

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Stressed depressed
Lost and hopeless
Looking up at a wooden cap
Shutting you out from the world

It's when you know you come and go alone
Everyones on their own
6 feet under
You'll be forgotten eventually

No one remembers you always
They all part different ways
Breaking apart and the person who held them together
Slowly destroyed themselves and left this world.

No one noticed
Until they were gone
Small signs here and there
Turned into big signs stacked like  cake layers.

They left
It was laid out for the whole world to see.
People were just too blind to notice something was wrong.
And it was too late when they had come to the realization that they werent all smiley faces and laughter.

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