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by Tayla Feb 9, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Sometimes when I\'Mblue, and i don\'tTave much to do. and it feels I\'m losing sight, tho i try with all my might. When the dark clouds threaten rain, And i feel I\'m going insane. and a tear\'s about to fall, and i don\'t know life at all. When i sit and wonder why, I always have to cry. And no one understands, and it\'s out of my hands. Then it gets inside my head, that I\'d be better off dead. And maybe that this earth, would be better without my birth. I\'ll really know my quest, but I really need a rest, In future times I\'ll? and maybe find the answer.