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Alone


I'm sick of my family telling me the world would be better without me
I'm sick of boys breaking my heart.
I'm sick of my mom yelling.
I'm sick of remembering what almost happened to me.
I'm sick of being alone.
I'm sick of wishing i could leave this world

I wish I could end it without pain
I wish I had someone that I could tell everything to
I wish I didn't cry myself to sleep each night
I wish I could run away and never come back
I wish I could go a day without fearing for my life
I wish I could forget what scars my very soul.
I wish I could stop the nightmares
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