‘Who am I?’, I question myself, Why am I feeling so dead inside? I feel tears well up in my eyes But I don’t understand why. Then I mask up a smile And go on with my life, Rush and rush the day goes Staying busy helps me get by. But in most unexpected of moments Clouds of gloom envelops me again And I’m there wondering, Why am I suddenly so sad? Some days I want to slit my wrist Or jump off the tallest building Then I wonder, why would I do that? I’m a girl who loves life. I ride my bike the fastest I can And for a split second, imagine me dead Then realization hits me straight Why am I thinking that way? Why am I drawn so much to death? This terrifying suicidal instinct! I’m a girl who loves life I’ve got so much to live.
Wild Scared Crazy 
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