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Sometimes I feel Like my life doesnt have a purpose
Sometimes I feel so abused
Sometimes I can't take the pressure
Other times I'm just confsed
I can never relate to the world around me
So why would I even try?
No one ever undersatnds me
No one cares that I cry
Bleeding
My eyes and wrist are the only things that show emotion
They paint the walls of my mind black
My pain is always in motion
Trying to be differient
even though were all the same
dying on the inside
I know you never loved me... what a shame
I'm never going to see them again
Every day is a chore and life is a burden.. Take this cross of my shoulders
Sometimes I feel so abused
Sometimes I can't take the pressure
Other times I'm just confsed
I can never relate to the world around me
So why would I even try?
No one ever undersatnds me
No one cares that I cry
Bleeding
My eyes and wrist are the only things that show emotion
They paint the walls of my mind black
My pain is always in motion
Trying to be differient
even though were all the same
dying on the inside
I know you never loved me... what a shame
I'm never going to see them again
Every day is a chore and life is a burden.. Take this cross of my shoulders