I'm sitting here wating
Waiting is this solitude
Life is just going by...
and I stand still.
I question my existence,
I question my sanity
but I'm not doing anything about it.
I get so many chances,
which I soon have to catch
If not I will forever stay
watching, waiting,
for a chance to have no chance
I don't want to take the easy way out
slashing my wrists, taking pills
both of those options can be so quick
but in afterlife I would feel
the same way as I do now...
ALONE
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