The One Who Wishes for Death

I put on a smile every day
So that others will think I’m okay
All I really feel inside
Is the tugging urge of suicide.
I won’t take my life with rope or gun
All I want is to be done
So once again I’ll sleep tonight
Waiting for death to take it’s flight

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