History

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I really am bothered by the actions of others

Everyday i hear stories about some teen

That went down the wrong path while their peers

End their own lives because they were never seen

Someone needs to step up and take control

All these pointless deaths are getting old

but its happening everday and it cant be fixed

if we sit and do nothing because were afraid of being bold

people are still releasing their overflowing emotions with a blade

because no one can help them with their depression

and after awhile its even harder to stop it

because now its become an unhealthy obsession

Why cant we help each other? Why cant we be equal?

its time for someone to solve these ancient mysteries

because were running out of time, were running out of hope

and it we dont do something, soon we'll be history

The End

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