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'make it stop'
by -- none other
than yours truely haha

I've been medicated normal;
so why do i feel the same;
i've picked up all the pieces;
now it's time to play the game;

they tell me that im ready;
for whatever the world may bring;
so why are my legs so heavey;
they don't wanna move;
i can't be this way;

through all the hate and the sadness;
all their sorrow and despair;
why have i come to the conclusion;
that nobody cares;
if i'm not there;

The endless frustration;
of living with myself;
and through constant aggrevation;
there's nobody there;
where is my help;

sometimes i wish;
that everything was different;
and that that piece would not be missing;
that i long to fill till this day;

Sometimes i think;
that everything's okay;
maybe i'll find the words to say;
but then the world gets in my way;

as i cope with life;
and consume my cheap liquor;
how can i make my death quicker;
i'm sick of suffering in this life;

as i search through;
the emptiness of myself;
only time will tell;
the way to stop this fight;