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Whatever Happens, Happens

Today I thought about killing myself
I found myself not good enough
I don't think anyone would miss me
Don't get me wrong

I hate that funniest guy in the room is the saddest
Everyone I've ever met I've made them chuckle
I can't think of anything positive
My whole body is going numb

I've become the thing I hate
Fully died insideĀ 
There isn't a anything there anymore
All I think about is ending this and sleeping forever

◄ happiness

Peaceful ►

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