I tried and tried to turn a blind eye to all the things I didn't like
Always acting so pathetically, every time, but I don't know why
I don't really want to learn how to make something out of myself now
My meaning as a human being, I won't, no I can't find that out.
Flower petals spilling out now, seem to be laughing aloud, somehow right at me
The blade against my neck, that's cutting my skin, is completely dyed red.
I don't even know, should I even though? I don't even want to understand.
I just wanna die, I just wanna die, will I be at peace once I am dead?
Not a single thing, I've come to loving, has stayed remaining
in this world without leaving me.
My heart that's broken in pieces that has been wounded, so much that its now changed.
Trying to make sense within the I've written, but it's all just the same.
How do I say thanks? Guess this is goodbye.
I've already gotten the rope tied.
Kicking out the chair, feet falling through air.
A kiss from the Cattleya I beared.
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