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Always yelling and always shouting, there's so much hate around. I feel like I'm trapped, a prisoner in this world. Trying to run and trying to hide. I can't find a way out, and I won't let anyone help. No one can see it the way I do, and no one can feel it the way I do. I feel the pain of others when they are hurt, I feel their hopelessness and their helplessness. They need some space, or they need someone close. They are angry inside, and they let everyone know. I'd like to help, I really would, but like me they won't let it be.

Love is full of tears of joy, and tears of hate. You trust someone so much, that it's scary. You have fights that may end up in punches and in screams. You want to just throw yourself on that person and do crazy things. Love is full of warmness. Hugs and kisses. You can cry on their shoulder and they'll listen. Love is full of bitterness. Screams and tears. Pushing and shoving. Fights and sadness. People can break up over the littlest things, or grow closer from the biggest things. Love is full of forgetfulness. You have to forget to love. Forget fights and tears. Forget punches and shoves. Forget the bad little things, befor

I see no point in this life full of hate and mystery. Are we all just little puppets? Made to live in misery. Are we here just to please somebody? And never to do as we please? Do we have a greater purpose? Can somebody tell me please? Do we live to win a prize, to the highest decree? To have all the money and things we can dream. Or do we live to fall in love? And fulfill all of our dreams. No one can answer these questions, but I have one for you all. Is your life what you will make it? If it isn't then you'll fall. So again I ask you all. Is your life what you will make it? Or will you just fall?

You say this grudge you cannot keep, But deep inside it lurks and seeks. It seeks for the time it may see the light. It waits for its turn to fight. This grudge you think you cannot keep, Is waiting for its time to leap. To leap on me when I least expect, And fight, till its very last breath. This death will be with no blood or lives, This death will be of the soul inside. It needs to be let out into the light. If not then I'm afraid. Afraid of the time it comes out to fight. Afraid that I may lose the fight.

The weak ones show their feelings. They cry and fuss at all. The strong ones, they stand tall. They show nothing at all. I am one of the many weak. You are one of the strong. I say I would love to be you, But you say it's a long road to haul. You would love to switch places, To give me a walk in your shoes. To show me your life is filled, with more than just you. I say it would be easy; it'd be nothing at all. I've had more to go through than you all. I've had many die, and many are alive but dead. I've had the fights too where I wanted to be dead. I may not show everything, but I do show the most. My life isn't easy, it comes

Blood flows from my veins. Warm, red, blood from my veins. It drips slowly down my body. Warm, red, blood from my veins. I become cold and shake, as it drips down my face. Warm, red, blood from my veins. I can't think, and soon I begin to faint. Warm, red, blood from my veins. The end is coming near, and I have one thing to blame. The warm, red, blood from my veins.

Caught. Trapped in a dream wanting out. Please let my mind not doubt. Waiting for someone to help me out. Caught. Trapped in this world, there's only one way out. It's the way I hope no one takes, Suicide, the greatest escape. Caught. Trapped in my mind, how do I get out? There's suicide, but that's not the way out. I need to talk. To get some help. To finally find, a way out.

Dark into the depths of my soul My emotions run wild Wild like the tiger running and tearing its prey Wild like the fire consuming everything Dark into the depths of my soul I am screaming in pain In pain cause of people People who show no fear People who are idiots And people who are screaming too Because of the pain Dark into the depths of my soul A fire is burning Burning and growing for the hate of this place This place in which I'm trapped Dark into the depths of my soul Something is lurking Lurking and waiting for its time to come out To come out and show its true self Dark into the depths of my soul I am waiting to

Suicidal thoughts. I hate this world, I need to get out. I can't stand the people, get me out. I don't want to be here, I will get out! Suicidal thoughts. Should I cut my wrists? Should I hang myself? Should I take pills? Should I kill myself? Suicidal thoughts. Maybe I should stay; there are ones who love me. Maybe I should stay; there's more to life than just me. Maybe I should stay; my life really isn't that bad. Maybe suicidal thoughts, are not for me. Suicidal thoughts. This is it the final decision. Should I stay in this place, and live for another day? Should I just end my life, and call it a day? Suicidal thoughts.

Tired of playing these stupid little games Tired of putting up with this pain This world thrives on hate alone Without hate this world would be a perfect place This world thrives on our pain Our pain caused by people and their games The more pain caused Is the more this world will gain Tired of the pain of this world Tired of the tricks of the trade Tired of being second best There's no time left There's no time left to be Miss Perfect No time to please everyone No time to hold back everything All I can do is give it my all