Wednesday, 26 October 2011

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'But who am I supposed to tell
I have no one to confide in
I have few friends because trust is something I’m not capable of
I’m too selfish for people to want to know me
I want to run far from here
I want to waste away and disappear forever
But most of all I want to show this to someone
I want to click post and see peoples response
Or I want someone to say hi and ask me how I am
And make me tell them the truth
Force me to face the fact I’m not always fine
I want to split open my skin and watch the blood pour
I’m sick in the mind
My pain excites me
Haunts ever fibre of my being 
I’m tired
So tired
But not from lack of sleep
I’m tired of being alive
HELP ME PLEASE
I don’t want to make it any more
I don’t care who I hurt
I hurt
I want to float like a feather
I fail at life
So please I welcome death
Let me succeed at something
Please…'

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