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It's Time


I remember the times where I wanted to wake up everyday

I remember the times where I was actually okay

I want to escape back to that place

Because now I'll be dead before I wake

I miss the times where we just laughed

I miss when happiness was all I ever had

No one can offer the kindness I need

They just come at me with negativity

The fire is constantly added with kindling 

I put it out every once in a while 

but it always is going, no chance for a real smile

I try to find the factors to make me forget all the bad

but they tend to turn on me and bring me back 

to this hell I can't stand to live in anymore

I think it's time I leave you all alone

I think it's time for me to never make a mistake again

because when I do

apparently it's causes trouble with no end

I mess everything up

and I'm a burden

No guys, it doesn't matter that I'm fucking hurting

I'm there for you when you feel like me

but when I need you

You're nowhere to see

I serve no purpose

I'm just known in others lives

I have to do it just in time

I'll start my transition into the next life

and when that's going on

You won't get any goodbyes

Time ticks and ticks 

I'm done with this

Other side I'm coming

But while we wait

let's sit

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