does it help,
getting hit,
taking it?
going through all this s**t,
does it help,
to drown in your sorrows,
to cut up your skin,
to run around,
to cause nothing but trouble,
trying to find yourself,
does it help,
to be 16 and already on your own,
to do nothing but try to make them proud,
No it doesnt help,
nothing does,
time to get up,
and move on,
the longer you sit still,
the longer you will kill,
yourself inside,
take it from me,
i'm on this ride.
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