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Why do I even try?
Why do I even think I'm good enough?
Why do I even think someone cares?
Why do I even try to make things work?
Why do I even ask for honesty, when I know it'll only make everything worse?
Why do I even try, try to find the bright side in this hell I call life?
Why do I even try, to hide the scars that cover my body?
Why do I even try, to keep the blade from piercing my skin?
Why do I even try, to stay strong; when nobody would care if I'm suddenly not there?
Why do I even fucking try?
Why do I even think I'm good enough?
Why do I even think someone cares?
Why do I even try to make things work?
Why do I even ask for honesty, when I know it'll only make everything worse?
Why do I even try, try to find the bright side in this hell I call life?
Why do I even try, to hide the scars that cover my body?
Why do I even try, to keep the blade from piercing my skin?
Why do I even try, to stay strong; when nobody would care if I'm suddenly not there?
Why do I even fucking try?
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