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COh EmO-oh OD-o-oh GI havent figured out a decent word FTo take the lead of the phrase to describe this thought GIt's a word with a "dis-" like a thick disorder FA disease, disappointment, disaster, distraught CDisruptive and draining, DThe paint on the walls of my brain is all flFakey and peeling away CFoundation is shaking DThrough smiles that im faking FIm achingly trying to get through each day GThese struggles are backed by theC fact that compassion isD lacking GLike the true definition of reCal understanding fallsF flat CTheres a sky up above but IG see it all shaking and crDacking Gthrough the cracks I see no answer D I dont know whEmere im Gat

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You're probably wondering, "uh why?

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Why would you wanna kill yourself?"

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Uh that's a great question

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It's like I hear this relentless buzzing, and it just gets louder, and louder and LOUBER
GAs it start to build, you cant look down FStanding off, clench your jaw, you lost sight of normal GTry to stay somewhere safe like your childhood memories FToo bad you cant escape the mentalG thundersFtorm GThe days on repeat, Every wDeek with a shrink Face-to-fGace with a doctor whose iFnterest depleted GSessions complete with the Dsame stupid question GAll therapists ask withFout skipping a beat WithG zero finesse, Every sDhrink has expressed Their eFndorsement of pills that make life less dGepressing GAddressing my stresses And prDessures Subjectively sGeems like what doctors mightD do when theyre gFuessing EmSeventeen years and eCmotions are scattered and Draging EmNumbing the pain with the pCill Till stabilitys fGlat But nuFmbing the pain is just duCmbing me down, nothings cDhanging Im staring blGankly at the wDalls I dont know whEmere im Gat

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And you think!

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Getting older will make ALL of this easier.

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It doesnt.

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Getting older just means more responsibilities.

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And more responsibilities, less help.
FrDustrations turn into a dEmim-lit light On in the miCddle of a room at night Cant see the little bit of gGlow, BNo WEmrong or right, no one seems to bother asking ICf we might need a little middle-of-a-Groad How could you kDnow? I guess you had to be tChere I guDess you had to be tChere And that's just whEmere im Gat Always scFared of my poCtential Never getF how im essenCtial Yeah thats whEmere im Gat Where youFre force-fed what theyC hand you Where youFr friends dont understCand you WEmrong or right, no one seems to boGther asking ICf we might nDeed a little middle-of-thGe-road How could you kDnow Just whEmere im Gat Where your frFiends dont care aboCut you Where theyre Fbetter off without Cyou Look at whEmere im Gat Where your mFom and dad dont gCet you Try to liFve but then forCget to COh EmO-oh OD-o-oh COh EmO-oh OD-o-oh CCan you blame me? EmI know this cant be right DI stomach down and no wonder I lost my appetite CThey try to save me EmNo one keeps me up at night

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They think they know whats best for me

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But they dont know
WEmhere im Gat!

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To sum up, im 17 years old.

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I dont know anything about most things but here's what i do know.
(WEmhere im Gat!)

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Im a literal piece of wallpaper!

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A cog in a wheel in a machine thats irrelevant.
(WEmhere im Gat!)

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I have enough anxiety to fill a crater in the moon. And im running out of options.

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Or maybe, ive already run out.
EmBurnt-down light, up in the attic So youre Cup all night Put out the little bit of gGlow BSo EmThats just life, thrown in the middle of a CLosing fight, Stuck but theyre forcing us to gGrow DSo EmDim-lit light COn in the middle of a room at night Cant see the little bit of gGlow BSo EmNo wrong or right CNo one seems to bother asking if we might Need a little middle-of-the-rGoad How could you knDow? I guess you had to be thCere

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Hi! Im Craig Gilner

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I always look like im about to cry

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So I move the muscles on my face to make me smile!

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And that's my life!
Yeah, this is wEmhere im Gat! Any questions? G