my life is terrible at times
i get picked on at school
i lie to my friends
i am such a fool
i need help
i need more than that
i need my life again
i need a bat
i called my mom a name
and its me thats hurt
i wish i never did it
i am no one i am dirt
i lost my dad
i knew i knew
he passed away
when i was 2
an only child just the 1
all on my own
i hate being me
just leave me alone
what did i do to get this
this thing called life
i saw the table
then saw the knife
know im dead
why did i do it
i am so angry at myself
my mom cried i blew it
we should Appreciate what we have
and not what we haven't
we must live as we are
with every step we take
one life can go so far
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