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You cant see me crying, huddled up alone.

You dont hear me praying for God to take me home...

and you cant feel that razor as it touches my skin.

You cant break the silence that i've isolated myself in.



You dont fucking know what its like to lose all of your friends

and see them have guest lists for parties missing your name.

I stand out..I dont fucking blend in...

and don't think for once that I feel ashamed.



You're so busy with trying to leave her in agony and sadness

that you dont see me until i force you to.

Yes, i understand but im so sick of this...

and I know exactly what i want to do.





I want to leave your empty eyes

that stare that computer screen.

She has you wrapped up in her elegant blanket of lies..

and i'm the one who remains unseen.



Im not the one with the fucking issues.

Im not the one fucking insane.

Im not the one hiding from the truth.

Im not the one to blame.