Happy smile; sad stare
Look of glee; glare of despair
Focus deeply on the wall
Soon you won't be here at all
I feel numb. I think I'm dumb.
I wish I had it all, but I have none.
I'm lying to myself again
If anyone cared, I'm sure they'd say it
Or so I think anyway.
Maybe I'm just insignificant.
Stare at the wall
Not much longer now
Focus heavy. Keep your focus
Oblivion soon awaits.
Smoke that cigarette
Hopefully it finishes you off
Lie there and kill yourself
Wallow in your self-pity
I'm waiting for a hand
I'm waiting.
I'm waiting.
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