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by Trista Jorstad   May 25, 2006


Do you ever feel like your worlds just crashing down and you didn't know what to do?
Like everything you've worked for, so hard just to achieve it wants to leave you?
Your friends say they're always there but they never understand.
All you want is something to reach out and give you a helping hand.
You take drugs just to keep your mind from spilling out.
Inside your screaming, your head is pounding you just want to shout.
I feel like Ive fallen into the deep end of an endless oblivion.
This isn't how it should have been.
I was clean for so long, happy and care free.
What happened to that girl, The one who used to be me?
I still feel happy and i feel in love.
But things are switching around, i no longer feel like I'm above it.
I want to take that razor and slit it across my wrist.
I want to take those pills and wish i never exist but then i think back to the one.
The one who saved me from myself. Who stood next to me when no one would.
And for him i should fight this i just know i should.

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