Here I am.

Here I am in
this empty
house, with
no one beside
me.

Here I am with
myself, crying
alone in this
empty house.
No one likes me,
they think I am
weird. And I'm
just trying to
be me.

Expressing myself
with the clothes
that I wear and
the music I
listen to. Sometimes
I need to just get
away. Get away
from everything
that seems so
wrong. I need
to take a break
from it all and
leave this world.

I need someone
to talk to. Or
someone who
really understands
me, besides this
razor blade, who
takes away all
my pain. People
say they
understand but
they don't, and
they lie to me.

Here I am, all
alone. Alone in
this empty house.
with no one
beside me.
Here I am with
myself, crying
in this empty
house. No
one likes me,
they think i am
weird. When all
I am trying to do
is be me.

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