You May Think

You may think that my heart is  made of stone.
But in all reality my heart bleeds for I am alone 

You may think that I am tired and that's why I am always in bed
Though I am really lying there fantasizing that I am just dead 

You may think that everyone has a  good meaning to their life
Mine is to end it all with a knife.

You may think that my life isn't that bad
But you don't know how my heart is so intensely sad

You may think that these are just words and I am not truly feeling low
But when I suddenly stop writing you will think where did he go
 

You may think
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