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It never used to come to this,

I spent too long believing I'd be missed,

But I'm not your wall to lean back on,

I'm not your rock, and I can't be strong,

I'd like you to know that I'm falling apart,

There is no use for my soul, my heart,

Because it lacks one vital thing:

The joy I was told that life should bring,

I cannot try for too much longer,

There are too many things that I can't conquer,

Too many highs upon highs upon lows,

There is no inbetween and my desperation grows.

I have a healthy heart and body,

But my mind is functioning oddly,

There are no words that can console,

I dug me too deep in this big black hole,

I'll never mean as much to you as you really mean to me,

And i'd never tell you this as you'd beg to disagree,

I'm too stubborn to accept a compliment,

It would be best if I just went,

Because I'll never know how to stand tall,

I'm afraid of heights, I'd only fall,

I'm sorry that you fail to see,

This is the best and only thing for me,

And I'm afraid to see what's on the other side,

Afraid of facing it with this courage of mine,

But all I know is it can't be much worse,

Than feeling this grey upon planet Earth.