i was so sad because i was greeted with F-worth-kind-of-marks,
even though i stayed up all night,
but hey at least i didn't cheat,
or ask anyone what's the answers,
trying to be positive but failed miserably,
i feel like stabbing myself for being so stupid,
can i stab myself?
can my F-worth-kind-of-marks kill me in my sleep?
i want them to do that.
i let my demons,
wonders and expand their wings,
you'll never succeed,
you're so stupid,
how?
by being alive,
you're a lazy ass,
books and you were not meant to be,
you are meant to die,
not holding a degree,
rip your bucketlist about what you wanted to achieve,
you'll never going to get what you want with that stupid brain of yours.
forget everything by killing yourself.
negativity soars as they roars in my head,
with me choking my own breath,
the pain squeezing and pushing,
the air out,
tears flowing like the water from a tap,
dark room,
wet pillows,
regrets,
name it all,
it was all over my head,
lingering and killing me.
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s o r r y
Randomart doesn't come from happiness, sadness is a part of you that you need to fix them, if it was left unmend it will cause agony to your soul and mind and surrounding. everyone deserves to be hugged, kissed, fixed, glued,patched and heard.
