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Not Good Enough
I’m not every going to be good enough, Am I, For what you want And I just cant stand, I hate myself For not becoming your brand, I want it to just go away, I just want to die, And carry my own, Without a blade by my side, You left me here to abandon me alone, I just cant be helped The ones I love have gone away, As I just sit in dismay, What must I be, To end up with just me, The long lasting unconditional love Has died, But I just cant hide, That I’ve lost you all, And hate that its all, My fault For making you hate me For what I am, A disgusting disarray, The devil in me, Will not go away, I stab at it, But it just stays, For what you have done to me is bad, But what I have done to you is worse, I wish that I could Just die a thousand deaths And have not been born, I am the stone child, Whos ice spread to all I touched, I wrecked all your lives, Just by being born, I wont ever be good enough, For what you want and need, For I am sick and in dire need, Of a noose and executioner, Please just proceed, I hate myself and want to die, The parishioner said that the devils inside, Just take me away, So they can be let be And I can be set free.
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