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My World
I don't know what to do with myself.
I've never been able to ask for help.
I live for love something I will never have.
Why should it be different now.
That's something I've never had.
Everything these days is just so fake.
I don't know how much of this crap I can take.
Someone once told me the answers are within.
The only one I can think of is...I don't fit in.
I'm not like everyone else I have an edge.
I'd be much better off if someone would push me off a ledge.
