Why?

Why am I like this?

 

Why do you act like you care?

 

Why do you look and stare? 

 

Why don't you help me?

 

Why can't you stay?

 

Maybe I should take your advice

 

and end it all today

 

Wouldn't that be nice?

 

Would that make you smile?

 

I know I'm a disappointment

 

So please stop telling me how I failed

 

I get it I'm dumb

 

So stop telling me how you are smarter than me

 

Your goal is to bring me down

 

But I've already hit rock bottom

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Can't you tell?

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