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I suffocate in my pain

I want to shout and scream

But everything remains

As dark and dull as before

Instead the misery’s more

The feelings are the same

They aren’t as happy as they seem

For my heart’s been slain

I have nothing to gain

Why my life should I redeem?

I’m already insane

What should I survive for?

I am already ignored

But nobody’s to blame

How I wish this was a dream

But it isn’t, I can feel the rain

And I still am dead to my brain

Yet fluently my tears stream

Sadness is still mundane

It seeps through all my pores

However unreachable the core

How I wish it was a game?

If only I could correct the inseam

But it’s no use, I’m forever stained