I'm always so close
So close to dying
The scares on my body that I hide
I may seem always happy but I'm really not
I try to be positive but I can't
I try to help pepole and I fail
Then I feel like that I souldent be Here
Pepole act like they care
As if they want me there
But I know there all lies
I can see it in there eyes
Why must pepole try
I don't need to be here
At all all I need to do is die
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