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As I lay in bed

and look at the ceiling

I wonder why

I have this horrible feeling.

I realize now

I was just seconds away

from ending my life

The life I totally hate

I grab a knife and slit my wrist

Now I know

there's no stopping this.

Now I'm Dead

but no one will miss

a nobody like I

a nobody like this.

Forever I'll be gone

but forever I will stay

In the back of their mind

as someone they hate.