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If I faded into the sky, would anyone ask themselves why?
Would anyone care at all?
If so, why?
Why do I matter?
Why should they care?
The only person that knows everything is me.
So, why do I still let it get to me?
If they all care so much, why don't they stop the cuts?
They get deeper over time, so I just write a simple rhyme.
If I am gone by tomorrow, maybe they will realize that I'm not okay.
Maybe then they would see, the deep dark side of me.
I am broken...
Shattered to pieces...
Nobody even thinks I need fixed.
They all say the same thing, "Just think of all the good things!"
Don't you think I try?
Even when I do, it still makes me cry.
It makes me realize that I really messed up in the past.
I should go back...
Should I do the unthinkable, and just let myself slowly fade into the night sky?
If so, why?
If that's what they want, I'll do it.
They are all happy now, so I'll just have to be alone when I get through it.
I'll fade slowly at first...
Eating and drinking less and less...
Then I'll speed it up...
Scars growing longer and longer...
I'll do it for them...
I'll disappear into the stars, being left behind.
All that matters is their happiness, not mine.
So, I'll draw the final line.
I'll cut so long, so deep, that they all will finally see me fade into the clouds.
I'll be one with the earth.
Speak to the birds and the trees.
I'll finally be the me I've always wanted to be...
Nothing...

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