Blackest Times

by Pamela   Apr 20, 2007


They don't care what they put me through,
They don't care what I then go through.
They don't care what I'm up the face,
They don't care, they think I'm a disgrace.
They don't care what I try to do,
They don't care if I even make it through.
They don't care whether I'm alive,
They don't care so I might as well just die.

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