Noname

by Jamie   Dec 14, 2006


I worry to much,
I care to much,
Do i ever do anything right?
Always screwing up,
always getting yelled at,
Always losing the ones i love.
Just make it stop,
Black it all out,
Just tell me
im a screw up
And make it all end.
Bring on the blackness..
This razor..
Looks so good,
Just make it stop..
and bring on the blackness.

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