14 May 2012
Late at night im sitting here crying.
Lonely and cold inside im slowly dying.
Confused and hurting with no outlet.
Living my life with lots of regret.
Asuming happiness will never be found.
I feel id be better in a box underground.
Been let down by family and friends.
This is where the cruelty ends.
I lay in my bed and I start to wonder.
What would it be like to be 6 ft under?
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