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A fiery tear slowly drips down my cheek. I reminded myself of how it's going to get better and my misery will fade away. But that thought, somehow, travels to the very back of my mind before it sinks in. I wear my head down until I can force this young body to be happy. I tried to shake out this feeling because it was eating me alive. But nothing happened. How can I regain the feeling of safety until I master the true feeling of danger and discomfort?

I am stupid I have no worth I hate myself I have a curse I lie a lot My friends aren't true I'm hated by everyone Just like you Nobody cares about me And that's a fact May I mention, that I'm fat I hurt myself on purpose I hate my life Which reminds me, where's my knife?

I saw a hobo on the side of the street He was taking a test so I helped him cheat It may have lowered his grade but that's okay Because hobos don't take tests anyway So I took this fine bum to dinner Thinking it help his beard thinner It was stupid of me to make him pay the bill So I bought him a paid servant named Phil