You Don't Know How I Feel,
Alone,
Depressed,
Forgotten,
They Think They're Helping,
But They're Sending Me Farther Into The Black Hole,
But It's Fine Down Here,
I Can Be Myself,
I Don't Have To Fake A Smile Just To Stay,
I Can Cut,
Without Having To Hide,
It's Nice Here,
For Now.
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