No one takes me and my words serious.
Sometimes, everything breaks out of me.
My dreams, my fears, my pain...
But no one listen to me.
I'm just another "Teenie"-Douchbag in the world.
They laugh at me. Even my dad.
They aren't interested in me.
My scratched arms are ignored.. My body.. My tears.
Altough all of it is crying for help.
Why don't you help me?
Why do you leave me alone?
Why don't you stand by my side?
I don't get it ...
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