"... I."

I need the pain,
to know that I am alive.
I need the pain,
to show how much I don't deserve life.

I refuse to cry,
because I don't need your comfort.
I refuse to cry,
and show everyone how weak I am.

I would gladly kill myself,
if it wouldn't hurt the people around me.


I don't want your help,
because I like myself,
suicidal and all,
just fine.


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