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Blurred Vision II

I always thought Doing anything Gives me identity Guess I was wrong Making anyone else Feel the same way I'm a few days Out of hospital Still I can't help myself I just wanna die Afraid to go bed Afraid to get out of bed Afraid to use the bathroom I'm asking for help For just about anything I see only blurred vision Broken down and confused Dying all over again After losing Mama Twenty two years ago Hope is nothing but A blurred line People say it often It is like when you sneeze Only seldom people say Bless you I don't know If it should be a thing I'm just saying Have you ever feel so helpless That you just want to hide Let alone die I feel hopeless

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