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know what its like </3

alone in a crowded room
you know this feeling
the depressive little emo kid
wondering why he is still breathing

at school youre a target
a laughin stock in black
tears fall every day
to weak to attack

at home youre a nobody
siblings get the attention
sitting at the dinner table
not even once are you mentioned

in youre room youre safe
away from the world outside
amongst youre music and razor blades
at least a razor never lies

if you read this and think to youreself
"hey, this kid knows his shit"
damn straight i do
youre not the only one thats had their wrists slit.


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