a child's cry
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I tried to kill myself,
Saying I have no other way out.
Tired of my mind being filled with self doubt.
Asking myself questions like should I ask for help.
No body's seems to care, not even when i cry out.
Why do we do this stupid little dance?
It's very well coordinated and I know the steps by heart
But you don't seem to understand that with each twist and turn we destroy what we have
It's broken down into simple steps
It consumes all my thoughtsTakes over my bodily functionsIt's overpoweringRuling with society's corruptionsThe darkness devouring
a child is dying inside
in search of his basehead mother
who could've gave birth to a crack baby
although he is not exhaling life out of his soul to a crack pipe
the weed in numbing his pain
