and a voice keep whispering, wishing me dead
do you know have any idea how it feels?
of being sad for no reason, feeling your heart drilled
you want to cry but you tears won't comply
feeling that you are such an unpleasant sight
when you make an effort you always fall short
and you cannot have something more
it's like your worth is only defined
on what usefulness on you they can find
the moment you screw up or turn
they will simply throw you off the curb
I guess people are too concerned on being right
rather than doing what is right
because who can I cry for help
when you insist that it's all in my head
because we don't need piece of shot advices
we don't need wise words from the bible or where else
we just need someone who listens and understand
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