I wish I could say I was scared to die,
Everyday is a new day
and yet I still wouldn't mind saying goodbye.
I don't know where I am at in life,
Am I going to make it?
Or should I just grab the knife.
Take me away from this place,
Pain and stress free
I shall take my pencil and just erase.
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