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People often mistake it for other things

It slowly creeps upon a person until they can't think

Sooner or later that person dies

Yet they are still alive

To breathe unconsciously takes no skill

But to feel and respond becomes a hassle

Before you know it nothing makes you glad

And all you can feel is everything sad

Popping pills for that reason or this

Soon makes your mind become an empty abyss

Each day you wake up hoping you will die

And start living your life as one big lie

Telling people that you are just fine

But inside you are really dying

It's hard to keep a constant cheerful look

All these jumbled thoughts you could write a book

It hurts when your friends don't want to hear it

In reality all you do is bitch

One by one people start to drift

You then find yourself at the edge of a cliff

Deciding whether or not you should just get it over with

You have nothing to live for

No one seems to care about you anymore

The littlest things can make you cry

You wish you could just say "good fucking bye"

But things aren't that simple

Everything is more unforgettable