Sitting by myself in peace


Are you there?

I swear

I swear I'm gonna cry 

You ask why 

Well lets see 

I don't like being by myself

'Cause my voices say to "kill yourself"

I can never sit in my own piece

'Cause of what these vioces say to me 

These vioces say that I'm lonely,

That no one gives a damn about me 

And nobody wants me

Because of these things

I don't really want "to be" 

Everyone says try to think 

But its me 

I always have something on my mind 

But its something I can't define

And since its on my mind 

I'm thinking about it all the time 

Yeah, I know 

I'm probablu crazy 

But thats me 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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