Lost

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Cuts on my wrist
Blood on my fists
Pain in my eyes
Demons inside

Tell me you love me
Make me see
Because it keeps me alive
It puts hope in my life

I'm putting lyrics to a page
I'm bored, this is my escape
I write about the things that haunt me
Or I write about the things that set me free

Do you ever not know who to be
Feel like your not living in reality
Thoughts of running away
Cross my mind everyday

Is it ok if I'm a little unstable
I hate all the people who have me mislabeled
People tell me my writing is impressive
I'm glad someone thinks my writing is successive

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