By: Bee
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Is there any mind
More suicidal than mine?
One fact about this world
Is that you never truly know
What others are thinking about
Feeling, suffering, struggling...
So perhaps you just talked to
Someone that is planning to commit a crime
A crime against their own life
And that person maybe will be successful
Or end up having to explain: why?
When the question was about why not
But me, in my case
As I walked through the streets
Saying goodbye to this world
It was like every eye I would find
Could read my troubled mind
And the funny part about it
Itβs that until that moment of my life
I knew I was so good, so good about
Pretending to be someone
Iβve never been at all
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