Keep Your Head Held High Gorgeous

I was told to wipe my eyes Darling, your life isnt so bad, you make your own problems, you do not have the right to be sad. That is so untruthful, every last word, but i close my eyes and fall asleep, trying to forget what I heard. Tomorrow things will repeat, and i will use my knife, everyone will wonder, why I took my own life. Just keep your head high Gorgeous, their dieing to see you fall, wanting to see you crumble, left with nothing at all. But those words of kindness, never sank into my mind, i had to do it, for my own sake and my mind. Let me sink it in so deep, i want them to see me fall, let them see what they did to me, because now I stand so tall. Now you keep your head high Gorgeous, While you read my last words, and as i lay dying, forget my screams that you heard. ~I did not make this poem~

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