I'm sick I said. No one wants to hear me. No one understands me.Im sick i said.I just want to be dead.Still no one wants to listen. They don't understand.I'm just a burden to Them.I'm sick. Something's wrong with me. Still no listens.I cut my wrist I swallow Pills.Now everyone hears me.Now That it's late.
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