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It's apparent now that I should just kill myself

After all this time I'm back in this hole

This time I ask for you to grab the shovel

hit me across the head and fill the hole I dug for myself

Pack it tight please because I'm meant to stay

As the dirt starts to fill my lungs I realize this is all I ever wanted

To be one with the world

This has been the answer all along and it's beautiful

One day soon ill have company

The tree roots will grow around me and I will no longer feel alone

as the maggots start to feast on my dead remains I will feel complete with my starving need for attention

And one day far from now I will be discovered and I will finally be considered special

As a fossil in a museum on display for everyone to see

next to a don't touch sign that I wish I coulda carried with me when I was alive

But I'm dead now and my wishes came true

I'm sorry for the few I upset but I'm sure it wasn't for long and I'm long forgotten now

When I was alive I had lost myself at one point made so many mistakes I hated myself

I began to realize where all my pain came from

As a child I was taught that it was okay

And it was my fault

Now I know that no one should ever feel validated

N it was never my fault

I know people are reading this in judgement but I can't ask anything other than that from you

Because you don't owe me anything

But somehow I owe the world to you