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Sitting in silence, I feel dead

Sick to my stomach, I go back to bed

Heart keeps on racing

Mind keeps retracing

As my conscious keeps spacing

All that i have left are memories

Friends have forgotten and left me feeling betrayed

Sick of this feeling, its me that I hate

Dying inside and wishing that I was dying for real

This pain that I am going through is just too surreal

No one knows the real me anymore

Another time I find myself bleeding on the floor

Number and frozen way down to the core

I wonder if there is anything left worth living for

Crying out because i will alwlays be alone

I don't want to talk to anyone

So I disconnect the phone

Never leaving the four white walls that shelter me

I hide from the world, once again

Walking empty all around

I keep my self-destructing thoughts to myself

Never making a sound

If anyone were to see the millions of thoughts that race through my mind

They would think of me as insane

Neverending the pain I feel

I go numb

And away from the pain I want to run.