I'm sitting here.
Again I'm alone.
I'm trying to escape
Escape from the hurtful words and the voices in my head.
My headphones are on and my music is up.
Here I sit.
I'm by myself.
Just me, my music, and the voices in my head.
I try to escape.
Escape from the world
I don't want to be here anymore
But at least I have my music and the voices in my head.

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