Why do I cry?
Why do people lie?
Why are these scars on my wrists?
Why can't me and happiness coexist?
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No one can help the one, who can't help himself my friend. Painful write.
Right now seem like a life time, but believe when I say in five years from it will seem small. Believe in yourself, It will get better. I use to be where you are now. Everything will be okay, hold on.