What do you do when its your life mission to die,
You try to hold back the tears but help but cry,
life is nothing but hell,
all your parents do is yell,
you wanna just craw under a rock and hide,
you'll already dead inside,
cant go a day with out cutting cause you need the pain,
its driving you insane,
thinks never seem to go your way,
u pray to god for this to be this your last sorrowful day
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