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inside my head

I wish I was dead

if you lived where I do

you'd wish you were dead too

you said it would be okay but you lied

cause you don't know how I feel inside

hearing voices saying I should die

and other things that make me cry

seeing shadows looking my way

watching me again every single day

thinking people are out to get me

paranoid delusions that I always believe

if you knew what was happening

you'd be scared to death like me

I don't know what to do

can't I just make believe I am you?

just until the pain eases a bit

and I am no longer consumed by it

I just want to be "normal" again

like I was way back when