I've been pathetic for as long as I remember,
Shaky hands and undelivered suicide letters.
And I would cry in the back of class in high school,
And the teacher would see my face, and I would hang my head in shame.
And I'm alone and I can't breathe.
Anxiety attacks are becoming too much for me.
I cant say or do anything I please
Without second guessing or stepping over someone's feet.
And I wanna die,
But I wanna die with you.
I wanna fall asleep and never wake up again.
The last thing I see
will be your face,
And I won't worry ever again about this place.
And I've been sad for as long as I remember.
People would hear me crying in the stalls of bathrooms.
It never helped being in there with there with the wrong gender,
and I would write on the walls "I do not belong here."
And I, I wanna die,
And I'm alone and I can't breathe.
I don't belong here. You know I don't belong here.
I wanna fall asleep and never wake up again.
And I wanna die.
I wanna die with you.
The last thing that I see will be your face,
And I won't worry again about this place.
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