Goodbye; To Whom it May Concern

There's nothing left for me to do
Than to take my life when nothing's true
To tear it, break it, smash it up
Abuse it, rape it, finish it up

There's nothing left to live for when nobody lives for you
There's nothing left to live for anymore
There's nothing left to live for when you don't know who you are
There's nothing left to live for anymore

Why was I born in this world?
When I knew that I'd be all alone
My face is ugly, my face is broke
I'm afraid of dying all alone
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