they try to tell me what to do,
but all they make me do is bring the knife closer,
the blood turns black when it hits the air,
they dont know what they make me do,
they dont care,
all i am is just another shadow in the dark,
they make me feel unwanted,
im comming to a decision,
i gave them the pain they gave me,
on that night they saw me laying there,
in a pool of my blood,
my wish has finaly come true,
im dead,
just for you...
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
if people keep treating me like this, im gonna end up dead...
