I want to die
But I don't want to do it myself
If I fail
That's another thing people get to throw in my face
You can't even kill yourself right.
I don't want to be alive anymore
Con was awesome
It was bliss
It was the freedom I desperately needed
Instead of a warm welcome back
I got smacked across the face with responsibilities and stress
It's like it doubled since I left
Everything is getting too difficult
And I don't get any help
My teachers are helping to the best of their ability but it's college
Everything is supposed to be done by yourself
Maybe if I drink more energy drinks my heart will give out.
Maybe if I become an alcoholic ill die from being poisoned.
Maybe If i do drugs ill get that right combo and overdose
Maybe if i go for a drive ill get hit
I don't know.
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