i hate my life
and you ask why
you try to imagine why
yea i have some better things that other do not
but i say "Yea so what:"
elisha cries, she cuts she drinks
she thinks no one cares 4 her
but i no many who would cry if she died
i dont know what i'd do w-o my lisha babe
ont wanna die cuz the hurt inside!
tabitha cutts to get away
and she thinks no one cares bout what she'll say
but she knows she lifens up my day
lauren you OD cuz a guy dont like ya,
but thinks of what people would do withoutcha
aleesha would miss you so would i
think of all the people who would cry
thats not all i deal with
my daily routiene might be slitting my wrist
you say i shouldnt but tell me why
while every soul around me is dieing inside!

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