Broken and dead

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Mine

I don't know what I'm supposed to do, I don't know how I can help

me the broken

No one hears when I defend, they hear nothing like that from me

the breaking one

Seeing things in my eyes, no one can see the things I want them to

the jerk I am

How can I fix something when I don't know all that's wrong?

I am dying

The problems all come from nowhere, asking me to fix them

Dead I have been

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Everyone was bothering me again

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