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overwhelmed
There's just so much
Fucking pain
I want it to stop
But how do you make it stop?
How do you get rid of a problem if you're your problem?
I want to die
Maybe that's how I'll solve my problem
Jump infront of a car
Swallow the bottle of pills
Put a gun in my mouth
Cut a vein
So many options
So many say suicide is a permanent answer to a temporary problem
But what if suicide is my only answer?
My only escape from the voices in my head is my death
I feel I need to die
Through suicide I'll meet my demise
Fucking pain
I want it to stop
But how do you make it stop?
How do you get rid of a problem if you're your problem?
I want to die
Maybe that's how I'll solve my problem
Jump infront of a car
Swallow the bottle of pills
Put a gun in my mouth
Cut a vein
So many options
So many say suicide is a permanent answer to a temporary problem
But what if suicide is my only answer?
My only escape from the voices in my head is my death
I feel I need to die
Through suicide I'll meet my demise
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