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no matter what you say to me

it somehow seems the same

I feel no joy or happiness

all i feel is shame

Tell me that the sky is blue

or that my shirt is red

all it does is make me cry

so id rather just go to bed

I tell you that im crazy

ask you please to let me go

you argue that im not

but that is the one thing that i know

I may not hear voices

may not see faces in the dark

but my thoughts, they haunt me,

on my wrists they make their mark

You always want to ask whats wrong

I tell you i just want to die

thats not an answer you will accept

you think its all a lie

Ive written the letters and Ive made the plan

I just cant follow through

everytime i even get close

all i can think of is you.