Purpose

Purpose The voice in my head It tells me to be depressed To have horrid thoughts To commit horrid actions I don't like the voice in my headI can't explain the graphic thoughtsWell I can but I'm not sure…I'm not sure if I'm ready to go Don't get me wrong I have reasons to be happy This one girl, this one girl When I meet her eyes it's…Well that's the thing I don't knowShe's amazing  My familyEven though sometimes they don't notice me It's okay though, 16 years they have been there Well lived with me Yea I love them But somehow the voice comes backEvery damn time, every damn timeThat's when it all falls down That's when it all begins  Leonel Bautista 

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