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Help Me


I see all my friends as I sit by the window As mean as a devil and as lonely as a widow I want to get up and say help But whenever I try all I feel is a yelp Of pain from the demon that's inside of me If you look at me there's nothing to see But my eyes are readable, help me If I had wings I would fly But I don't so I cry If I could say just one word But whenever I try I feel absurd My dear friend, you see me suffering I cry, I scream, I'm sure that's bothering You, so please, help me! I no longer feel strong I wish I could hear the happy song I've been depressed ever since And there is nobody to convince I wish you would talk to me, but If you look at me there's nothing to see But my eyes are readable, help me If I had wings I would fly But I don't so I cry If I could say just one word But whenever I try, I feel absurd My dear friend, you see me suffering I cry, I scream, I'm sure that's bothering You, so please, help me! If I could just get up and ask it My life would be worth it But I don't do that anymore Because now my soul is sore I can't think clear, I'm going down I don't see you anymore around But if you do don't be afraid, please help me!
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