Never felt this low, feeling like I got no where to go. Get me out of this living hell. Help me to break this mold, this shell built around me for all the world to see. I'm not the person that you need me to be, I don't have the spine for it. Help you live, Help you breathe, help you be who you wanna be. I'm broken. I'm weak. This world has got me on my knees. Held up by a rope around my neck. Fight for air to keep me in check. Is this whats to come of me? Weak knees, hanging from a tree. Searching for something to save me from the hatred that's within me. Inner peace is out of reach.
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