What is normal?
You see i’m not a normal girl,
I think of ways to kill me,
From death by rope or pills or falls,
There’s not one i dont see,
I try to make them stop,
I do,
I put them to the back,
But they just keep on popping up,
Right before my face,
Tell me what i need to do,
To end the thoughts or me,
I’ll find a way to do it myself,
Bu you’ll have to wait and see.
(2013)
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