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| yo people whats up? yes im finnaly updating!! it wouldve been sooner but well i lost my password and didnt kno how to change it until today! lol (thats me!) anywho,amazingly i havent written anything since little room of doom so yea workin on that... school starts in a few days (monday!!) so that utterly sux! but oh well get to see ma friends!! anywho got a band started and were working on that its coming along pretty well actually
well i gtg so ttyl
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| they said i was going crazy
and sent me to a padded room
so now i spend all my days
just talking to macie
im not even sure shes there
god do they hate me?
the shadows here mock me
and its just not right
because im not crazy
so i call on the pink bunny
hes mean but sometimes funny
he makes them go away
the voices in my head
i cant stand them anymore
they all want me dead
but thats not goin down
because he makes them drown
in my cup of water every day
mabe this time they'll stay away
but nothing gets through the padded room
i now call my little room of doom
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| At times we want to die
because everythings not fine
at times we want it to end
because we can no longer pretend
one day we try to end our life
but someone wants us in their life
so we stick around for them
but they leave us
the thoughts flood back
no point to life,no one there
so we do it,and with that last gulp of air
we say goodbye
someone finds us and cries
"why did he do it,why did he die?"
they go to the funeral crying their hearts out
"why did he have to part now?"
they put us in the ground
were eternal peace is truly found
again they cry
"he seemed so proud,why did he die?"
it is these things that are left for us to never know
but for us to grow and not make the same mistake | | |
| life is crap and
i cant take it
i see the smiles and
hear the lies
i cant fake it anymore
i cant take it anymore
they look at me and say it'll be fine
but how can they lie when they know
i want to die | | |
| its been a long while since i updated so here ya go:
he goes to school
and is teased all day
some do it cause
he looks different
some do it cause
he's too quiet
he walks the halls
and hears whats said
sees all the looks
after a while
he wants it to end
but he knows he cant
he doesn't want to
make her sad
he doesn't want to
leave her behind
cause he loves her
but the pain is
overwhelming
when he gets home
nobodys there
he goes to his room
and listens to music
not to loud but
enough to drown out
the cries,the anger
he finds the bottle
of pills prescribed
and takes a few
to make it stop
he cant take it anymore
he finds the .45
he finds the phone
he calls her up
and apologizes for
what hes about to do
he can hear her crying
he asks her to stop
he points it to his head
pulls the trigger and
was finally dead
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