Living Suicide
Life it is meant be more than an existince
I know our life is never meant to be perfect
Visiting a darkness where i know i can hide
I know there are options which I can take
Never giving into the nightmare which I live
God i hate living the way that i do it my fault
Sometimes I lay awake thinking of options
Until I suddenly wake up in middle of night
I wake up and face the world in which i live
Choosing to live the way in which i chosen
Ignoring the option in which can truly help
Deep down I truly hate myself for who I am
Existence it the life in which we live our life
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