ill always be alone

so fucking alone

lying in my bed 

exhausted

as im trying to pick up my phone

but no one is home

so i sit here alone 

on this pollow of foam

pillows scatter my bed

like the thoughts in my head 

as i grasp to my pillow but pick up a razor instead

but nobody cares

ill be out of their hair

theyve got no room to spare

for my social impairs

uncontrollable fears

glistening in my tears

guzzle bottles of bleach

just like all that they preach

tie a rope to my neck

illl be back in a sec

slit my wristis, let them bleed

in my letter theyll read

"i was always alone

lying in my bed 

exhausted

trying to pick up my phone

but no one is home 

i was always alone."

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