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Shouting through the silence that's weighing her down,
With tears like anchors pulling her to the ground.
The thoughts clouding the recesses of her mind
Make her sad and confused, wanting to leave it all behind.
"I'm done!" She cries through her upset tears.
She's through with the pain that she's put up with for years.
Worried looks from her parents, concerned for her mental health,
"Don't worry. I won't kill myself."
What a heavy promise, one that no one could keep.
To stray away from that temptation to choose when to sleep
Is heavy, indeed, a difficult choice to make,
For once you close your eyes, there is no chance to wake.
But she wept for an escape to come her way
And her promise will break when along comes that day.
But I'm tired of this; I've liked it none.
It's finally my turn to say that I'm done.
With tears like anchors pulling her to the ground.
The thoughts clouding the recesses of her mind
Make her sad and confused, wanting to leave it all behind.
"I'm done!" She cries through her upset tears.
She's through with the pain that she's put up with for years.
Worried looks from her parents, concerned for her mental health,
"Don't worry. I won't kill myself."
What a heavy promise, one that no one could keep.
To stray away from that temptation to choose when to sleep
Is heavy, indeed, a difficult choice to make,
For once you close your eyes, there is no chance to wake.
But she wept for an escape to come her way
And her promise will break when along comes that day.
But I'm tired of this; I've liked it none.
It's finally my turn to say that I'm done.