A Cry For Help
I'm sick of pretending i'm ok
When deep down i'm waiting for the day
I think it's time people should see
Just how messed up i can be
It aint through drugs nor triugh drink
So dont you even think
I've hid it well for about 5yrs
But now more then ever i hope its near
I need some help before my mind goes
Before its to late i need someone to know.
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