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To whom it may concern:


 

 

These are some words to whoever reads this 

Just know that I will never be missed 

These words contain what I feel inside 

All the things that I try to hide 

Because they are too deep, too dark, too sad 

Because if anyone I know read this they would be mad 

 

If anyone reads this just know that I am nor will I ever be missed 

And I’m not really okay with this 

But it is my life 

Even though those words no matter how old still cut like a knife 

I know I don’t matter, not to anyone in particularly 

I know that no one will care when I die eventually 

My life doesn’t matter, it has no impact, no worth 

I can tell because no one gives a shit and so forth 

 

If anyone reads this just know that I was once in love 

And it was the worst decision I have ever made 

It made me want to from my existence fade 

Because he never loved me back. 

I was delusional that is a fact 

I don’t know why I thought it was a good idea, he is thousands of miles away 

It wouldn’t matter what I would do or say

I don’t think he has never shown any sort of affection can’t you see? 

He doesn’t care and maybe that’s what kills me 

 

To anyone who reads this tell them that I tried 

Tried to be happy with my life, tried to be fine 

But in the end only you know that you’re in the deep end 

And you can’t swim 

Only you know that you’re trying to breathe the air 

In the end only you know that you’re drowning 

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