Random dikt sak...

Kan inte sova så tänker lägga upp något random skit jag skrev för typ en månad sen...
Tänkte på en viss kille när jag skrev det men han typ bryr sig inte om mig länge, i dunno, w/e.

Aja här e den iaf

Everyone's screaming everyone's fighting, I'm getting so stressed.
The pressure and hate, the hits I have to take is making me so depressed.
I'm running to my room searching everywhere, but the thing I want to find is nowhere to be found.
You can see the panic in my eyes, but the I find the solution.
A sharp silver blade that can make the pain fade away.
I'm pressing it hard against my wrist but every cut I make is filled whit guilt because I know how much my scars hurt your heart.



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