she sits in the corner and wonders
does anyone care
should she go on?
what's the point?
she's got no one
she cut so deep
and thinks so much
her heads messed up and she's tired of life
should she give up and stop trying to please life?
just give up than life wouldn't complicate her anymore
but should she? is it really worth it?
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