Wake Up

Wake up

You've been sleeping for so long

And it doesn't look like you're breathing

And there's an empty bottle of pills next to you

But please, I'm begging you, please get up, please wake up

Why aren't you breathing? Why would you do this to yourself, to me?

You should have told me that something was wrong, that you were feeling bad

Because now, now you'll never be able to get better, to get some help

Because now, now, if you're not rotting in Hell, you're nowhere

Nowhere because you robbed yourself of your own life

Robbed the people that love you of your own life

Robbed someone in the future of yourself

I hope that you were happy

When you swallowed

All the pills







The End

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