Underestimated Regret

i don't know how to do this

my mind is black

just want to give in

thoughts are running through my head 

crazy little things unsaid

running from things that were better off

unsaid and unread 

trying to find a real friend in this

dead world I live in 

wondering if I've finally made it to 

a dead end

cause if this is the end I might as well 

play pretend cause im never giving in

not ever again 

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