Few more doses,
I'll be fine
Three withered roses,
Artificial lives
Substance abuse
drunk all night
Few more slashes,
And I'm out of your sight.Plain monotonous days
Same agonizing nights
I look like I'm happy
But in reality,
I can't fight.Can someone sing me to sleep?
'Cause I'm drained by the hatred that I receive
Every single shard of discrimination
Penetrated in my soul
Every single hope that I hold on,
I lost them all.Emptiness devoured me,
darkness lured me.I want to rest...
Sing me a lullaby to sleep forever
because they never paid attention
to this depression, my killer.
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