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The day I walked away

I'm not much now I'm half-asleep,
 go ahead and cut me I'll bleed out in my sleep,
don't believe me?
 Here I'll pull up my sleeve,
hand you and knife and say some things that you wouldn't believe,
after all, why would it matter if I'm just a hopeless disease,
you said it yourself you no longer believe in me,
here I'll show you the spot,
 right in the vein slit it straight up and watch the blood drain,
I'm fading out, I think I can see my way out,
wait!
What are you doing,
Don't wake me up,




My Eyes Are Open and I can see again,
yeah, it's me again,
 these things are getting worse so I grab my pen and my pad,
man, I just want to see my mom and my dad,
I want to go home this feeling is bad,
I don't want a lecture I just want a hug,
please help me to unplug,
it's getting worse and worse as the days go on,
I can't keep my fake face on,
I hear the devil say man it's on,
 but this is my song and I'm tired of trying to hold on,
so hand me the knife I'll do it myself,
Or maybe I'll just take the meds that r up on the shelf,



#thankyoufortakingmein
#momanddadbychoice
#narture
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