This is not a "phase"
This is not something I’ll get over
In a couple of days
This is the way I’ve been
For well over a year
And no matter what I do
Can not make my mind clear
It gets to the point
Where I just want to die
Take a razor - Slit my wrists
And leave this world behind
I may not get the chance
Before I close my eyes
So to Mum, Dad, family, friends
To you I say goodbye.
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