Beneath the skull of my teenage brain
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To be Me
I don't know why I want to die.
I don't know why I always cry.
I always have this feeling of pain.
My whole world is pouring rain.
I don't know why I can't be me.
I don't know why I think I'm ugly.
I hurt a lot.
Feel happy I do not.
I don't know why I feel sad.
I don't know why I think I'm bad.
Something's always getting in the way.
May be I'll be myself again someday.
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