2:This is me

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People tell me that i am crazy <
Crying on my own lying in the floor <
I feel it dripping from my hand and all I see is red everywhere
Looks like im dieing
Its not just a problem its a disease
Trying to hide the scars
Trying to hide the pain But inside Im routing
Tell me where time goes
I want to catch up
Im too weak to stand ,pull myself together
All I know I can do is jump of this hight
Life has taken me to edge of the cliff of sorrows
Everyone is leaving
Im all alone now
No one to help me stand up again
Good days are gone its stared fade like the sunset its getting darker
Now I find my self left in this ocean of pain and suffering
Now this is me

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