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I really do hate myself. Read with
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Some have left behind tears.
I don't really care if you like me or not.
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with full make up on
tears rolling down my cheeks
staining each trail with a black ink
looking out the window of the bus
trying to stop myself from being seen
the loud sniffles were all i could make
as my eyes produced water babies
i look down to my arms
wondering what i should do
what could i do to make it go away?
what shall i do to stop feeling this pain?
away from the mind and onto the body
i wanted to stop hurting
my chest tightens up
i wanted to vomit
it all hurts
it just all hurts so fucking much
'she doesnt know who he is'
'she doesnt know what he's up to'
the same song replays over and over again
and with each repeat,
the drizzle became a waterfall
i couldnt stop myself
i just wanted someone to stab me
to help me stop feeling this way
i wanted to sleep it off
but i couldnt
crying everywhere i went
from the bus
to school
to the train
till i was home
my eyes grew dry
i couldnt see
everything was a blur
i could smell
the disgusting fragrance of
depair
depression
lost
lonely
aloine