I hate to lie to everyone,
But I hate worrying them too.
I can't win.
It's too hard.
What do I do?
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I hate I have to sit by myself.
I hate my mask comes so easily.
I hate that I'm so shy.
I hate that I feel so empty.
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When I cry, I feel empty.
When I laugh, I feel dead.
It's like I feel nothing anymore.
I think I wish I was dead.
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I hate to think no one will love me,
The thought, really it terrifies me.
It's worse then death, it's worse than how I feel.
I'm so afraid, I don't want to be lonely.
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I think I want to be dead,
And it doesn't terrify me.
I think if I could,
I would. I'm sorry.
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I'm so confused,
I don't know what to do.
Do I stay, or do I go.
Or do I simply just do?
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I want to love up high,
In a nice little building,
So that one day when I've decided,
That it's time to go,
I can jump from my window,
From my up high home.
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I'm not sorry,
I shouldn't have to be.
I'm not, I'm not...
I'm so sorry.
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This is my decline.
I don't know how it happened.
I really don't, I wish I did.
I want to go back to the beginning.
Help me.
