I'm tired of being here, all locked up in my head. Every day I hear a whisper, and I'm closer to being dead. Something taps me on the shoulder, something I can't fight. When it talks in that low voice, my eyes are shut so tight. Once it gets to a cetain point, and I'm still sitting on the ground, it tells me to do things, I'm trying to ignore the sound. Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence, and I can hear a hint of sorrow. Even when it's telling me, I won't live to see tomorrow. I don't know what to say, and I don't know what to do. I'm still hearing it now, and I'm still suffering too. I can't tell what its weakness is, but I know I hear some lust. I just have to get through this, and have no one to trust. I'm running through the streets again the streets I know so well there’s a thick and cloudy ceiling keeping me trapped in eternal hell I cant seem to break it I just keep running along its playing on repeat again what is that dreadful song? My body finds this torture living in pain and hate knowing I cant escape it for me its grown too late I see your happy up there surrounded by people and love I often think while I'm running of ways to escape above there is no way to smash it its made of extra strong stuff stuck here running alone I really have had enough but still I keep on running it really seems unfair I keep looking to see somebody but you are never there I am so sad an angry that I took the stairs below but know I'm stuck here forever and no one wants to know.
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happy birthday baby i love you <3
ttyl... mommy loves u!!!!
bye swat heart and happy birthday to u!!!!!! dont go aROUND SMELLING LIKE A MONKEY NOW OR U'LL LOOK LIKE ONE TO !!!
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i have somethign to ask you though i am at your house if u can make it :B
are you ok :I u got me worried sweatdrop