I Have No Clue What To Call It
hollow eyes,
broken life
death by lies,
and a greedy knife.
haunting smile,
frozen voice,
I wanted to stay a while,
but I didn't have a choice.
they told me who I had to be,
but I couldn't play the role,
so instead my happiness from me they stole
giggles full of mockery
wide eyed stares
why must they hate me?
I guess once im gone they'll finally care.
cold floor,
my final breath,
I just wanted to add one more,
but now im greeting death.
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