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by Jessica Apr 6, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
3-29-07 This wasn't my day And its not my night I don't even get a say In what I think is right No matter what I say or do No listening ears extend Only the scolding watching eyes of you Not a help or a mend Its not my place Everyone says on and on F-ck this rat race I'm done Not like anyone will notice And not like they'll care If I slit my wrists Leaving only a note to share