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This shattered mess

that you see

is everything that’s become of me

nothing left but shallow hopes

nothing left but shattered dreams

its everything that you can see

i try so hard to hide it all

so that you don’t have to worry all

I lock my feelings away in my heart

just so that nothing will fall apart

I make myself numb

so nothing else can hurt

i walk along the edge

as death is a flirt

looks so good

causes pain

want it bad

but nothing to gain

i see so much

but i do feel nothing

all that I cannot hide

brings the urge of suicide

i fight this urge

so to not commit my demise

nothing at gain

nothing to prevail

this shattered mess

is all that’s left

all that’s left for all to see