My own inner hell…
A lock that has no key…
When I die…
There will be no one around to see…
They all think that when I say it…
It’s a…joke…
But…the jokes all on me…
Contemplate suicide…
Its just another mask…
To hide the truth…
Sitting alone…like I did before…
No ones knocking…on my door…
Waiting to be used once more…
Cus…that’s all I was ever good for…
Sad Truth
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