hurt

whats wrong i cant answer i cant speak

im trying my hardest to stay strong but im weak 

i walk by meself in the middle of the street

im tired of running cant feel my feet

where am i going im so confused 

lifes getting bored im just not amused 

my wrists are red 

blades abused 

theres smoke in my chest 

keep praying for the best 

but im just not normal 

im not like the rest

i fail all my tests

my parents hate me i just cause them stress

i annoy them and i know it to them im a pest

my heads so fucked up im a mess

i hate the earth 

been a failure sence birth 

and i have no worth

im done with life i cant take this hurt

 

 

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