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Frustration, Anger, Hate
Maybe I should kill myself before it's too late.
Nothing goes the way I plan.
Now here alone I stand--
Alone with this unadulterated hate
Feeling like I'm only second rate.
Misery--pure sorrow.
Will I be alive tomorrow?
Going through pain day by day.
Will someone take this pain away?
I feel the need to cry,
but not one tear will fall from my eye.
I'm sick of this pain.
I never want to love again.
For all love brings is tears,
Tears for all of life's years.
Heartache and heart break
Decisions I can't make.
I want it all to go away.
But it will only come back some other day.