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I’m by myself yet again

Why must I keep crying?

Why am I still alive?

There’s not a reason to be so

I can feel myself slowly dieing with every breathe I take in

I hate myself and it hates me so why am I still here?

My friends attempt to help me

Why won’t I let them?! Why can’t I grasp their hands and stand up?

They love me and I them

So why can’t that be that?!