A piece of writing on my hate for myself.
Everyday I wake up,
Put on that face of lead,
Get on the bus and go to school,
The past hangs around me,
I am like a dark abyss,
Making this one last final diss,
To myself,
There is no hope,
No peace,
No sleep,
No love,
The END
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