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haileyleyva

My life I wish for it to end

Me I now wish to be dead

 

In a world that is completely plastic

In a world gone completely tragic

 

There is me here I am listening to the thunder

I can't help but sit and wish that I was 6 feet under

 

3 years I've had to deal with agonizing depression

In a world where appearance and beauty is my only obsession

 

Finding motivation for anything anymore is the hardest task

My face, sad and worn, must be concealed behind a deceiving mask

  • Author: haileyleyva (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2016 15:36
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 30
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