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Help me I'm killing myself on the inside
Rotting right from my core
Caring less and less
My path is getting quite narrow
And there is a cliff at the end
I don't want you to see me cry so I'll keep waking
I don't l like my voice so I think I'll stop taking
I don't like how I look
They should outlaw mirrors
I don't like my fake smile
They should outlaw acting
I don't want to keep walking
But I'm dying inside
And I don't want you to see me rotting
But it's something I can't hide
I want the past to matter
But at that cliff it won't
I'm standing at the edge now
Don't bother throwing a rope