sometimes i feel so worthless
like nobody cares or
that i could easily be replaced
by anyone just walking down the street
almost everyone makes me feel this way
and the more people tell me
that I'm not worthless
just makes me feel worse
sometimes i just feel like
giving up on everything, on life
maybe me dieing will help
the world in some exotic messed up way
but then again theres some people
that i would miss allot
i wonder if they would miss me
sometimes i just feel like
killing myself
thinking maybe it will release me
from everything in my past
that bugs me everyday
that maybe dieing will finally make
the memories i want to forget
go away forever never having
to think about them again
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