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Just a feeling.
Alone in the dark, wishing I could cry
The only thing I can think of is to ask myself why
Why am I still here? I need my eyes to tear
A single drop of feeling
To start the process of healing
Would a cut relieve my stress?
You all say no but you don’t know what’s best
It’s all inside, waiting, bubbling over
Any pain, to know that I am real and humane
It won’t hurt too much, just a simple slice of the vein
It would be so much fun
To finally come undone
To see the light, follow it even
Go through the doors,
Never look back.
The only thing I can think of is to ask myself why
Why am I still here? I need my eyes to tear
A single drop of feeling
To start the process of healing
Would a cut relieve my stress?
You all say no but you don’t know what’s best
It’s all inside, waiting, bubbling over
Any pain, to know that I am real and humane
It won’t hurt too much, just a simple slice of the vein
It would be so much fun
To finally come undone
To see the light, follow it even
Go through the doors,
Never look back.
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