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Help Me Now
It’s okay.
You don’t have to
cry anymore
We’re here with you
We love you
We support you
You’re fine
Is what they say
They lie
They lie
They lie to this life
The tears wash away the pain
The pain always comes back
I still have to cry
It hurts
They don’t care about me.
They’re not with me.
They don’t love me.
They don’t support me.
I’m not fine.
Help me, save me.
I’m not fine.
My heart hurts.
I’m dying from this pain.
Kill me now.
It hurts too much
I don't want to live.
I want to keep this heart beating
But it’s too hard.
I can’t
I want to but I can't
Help me now
please
People say
they say they’re fine
when they’re really not fine.
They say that they’re depressed
just for a joke.
Just to look cool.
They say they want to kill themselves
just because.
They say their parents will kill them.
Just to look stressed.
Just to look cool.
But deep down inside, they realize.
They know that they want to live.
They know that living is a gift.
But they only care about their images.
That hurts me.
Because I’m really not fine.
I’m spoiled rotten.
I have everything I need in life and more.
I have the best life anyone could wish for.
But I still think that I should have the right to be unhappy.
I still think my life is lacking.
I still think I’m special just because I have gifts.
I think that I’m worth living for.
I still think that I have the right to cry just because problems happen.
Just cause life happens.
Who am I?
I ask myself every day
I don't know.
I look in the mirror.
her eyes see someone imperfect
Her eyes see a girl
who can't help
but try to be beautiful.
I’m a monster
I want to love myself
I can’t
I don’t want to
But i want to
I need help
Because i’m not okay
Because i’m not fine
They say i’m the one I should love
What if i can’t
Because i really can’t
Because i want to
But i don’t want to
Because i need to
But because i can’t
Help me, save me.
I’m not fine.
My heart hurts.
I’m dying from this pain.
Kill me now.
It hurts too much
I don't want to live.
I want to keep this heart beating
But it’s too hard.
I can’t
I want to but I can't
Help me now
please
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