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Depression | ||||||||||||||||||||
Everybody thinks of suicide Some feelings you can not hide Why do people think it is to hurt others Maybe it is because we're tired of hurting our "brothers" If I were to die This would be the reason why I can't handle the pain I don't want to go insane If I leave It is not so others would grieve It is for myself, yes "selfishness" you may call it But you will believe what you want even if it is "bullshit" I always thought is was dumb But what is left if you become numb? The pain hurts too much for me And people don't really care, that's why we leave My true feelings are locked up inside They are not let out, because of my pride I have a look of innocence in my eyes But I am torn up deep inside What to do I am really blue I wish I was a lcoud and could float away But I am not, so it's a price I have to pay written in 1991 |
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*Copyright Trixey 1985-1999 *All rights Reserved* |
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