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The clock ticks as my time seeps
The cuts along my wrists run deep
Im crying inside but constantly ignored
Its like im judged thrown out like a ragged whore

I speak but there is no reply
Just like there is no happiness in my eyes
Im a monster to myself but a menace to you
Am i really worthless I believe that it must be true
I keep pushing through long as my life still stands
 I have no one at all but my dreams run like sand
Millions yet none are important 
I got these problems yet im the only one that can sort it
No im not like the hypocrytes I dont want to end my life
Im just tired of all this hate terror and strife
Please just answer my silent pleads when i send them
I keep it hidden from everyone plus my dad and my mum
Im getting better but i just want it to all disappear
Tired of the failure hatred and fear
Just please grab my hand and take my out of this hole
Im buried and blind like a star-nosed mole
Just please help me out of this dark place 
Cause in the end I am going to win this race.