I died.

I try and try, but at the end I feel I'm dead.

You love me, you hate.

You yell at me,

I get bullied at school.

You say there's something wrong with me, but I'm just drowning.

You ask if I need help, tears running down my face,

"I'm fine."

But

the next thing you know

I died.

All you do is wonder why.

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