I want to [redacted] kill myself
And end all the [redacted] I do.
I want to make the agony stop,
But I know I can't hurt you.
I never wanted happiness,
Just a [redacted] chance
To let myself be fully free,
To learn to sing and dance.
You know I couldn't do it;
I'm just a [redacted] coward.
So here I sit, full of rage,
Never letting down my guard.
[Redacted] this [redacted] world,
So full of pain and fear.
I can't escape my awful mind,
So [redacted] you for keeping me here.
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