I look at the mirror and stared,
Thinking about how would this be another day in hell,
They say, the world is a better place where we could live,
how they lie sweetly, smiling as they bare their teeth.
All my life, i have suffered their hurtful hands.
Sometimes i wonder, "Do i even really matter?" because i seem so insignificant.
Would they even notice, if i am suddenly gone?
or would they just say "yeah, i know her," then move on.
Death is safer, death is sweet.
I pray to God, as my life slowly slips away,
May this never happen to anyone ever again.
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