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I remember back in 4th grade

When we wore blue

To show we were against self harm

Well I suppose I'm a mighty big hypocrite

Cuz look at where I am now

I have tons of scars

And too many tears

And everything is exactly how I didn't want it to be

But hey

At least I'm soon to be done with my misery

Soon I'll throw it all away

I'll kiss all my dreams and hopes goodbye

I'll close my eyes and then I'll fly

All the way off to never land

Where my worries will never bother me again

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