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Tracy buayi

You see I am only a poet trying to speak I am only a poet trying to be heard Cause when you get used writing on papers, you live behind your tongueLetting your thoughts eat you alive, Till in time you lose every part of yourself I am only a poet trying to find my voice I am only a poet trying to cry out loudSo I'll cry to you and tell you am not alrightThat I wish tomorrow will never comelife is tripping me over and my knees are grazedI am only a poet trying to fly, I am only a poet trying to catch up with life but I feel like it going so fast and am losing time to make the dream come alive I am only a poet trying to love I am only a poet trying to live without hurt but every bridge I build, fallseverything I touch gets poisoned so I lose what means the world to my heartI am only a poet trying to be whole I am only a poet trying to grow Look myself in the mirror, I feel like I died inside my soul,I am made from shame and mistakes daring not to fall in the cracks of my pavement I am only a poet in pain I am only a poet who exhausted of cleaning mess after mess,I used to cut, till this day I still see the scars past my new skin I am only a poet trying to loveI am only a poet trying to live without hurt Who knew is it so hard,as if life was made corruptedI scream to god sometimes Say it's his fault, like he's done wrongI tell my parents why didn't they do a better jobInstead of dragging me into this holeI ask myself everyday where did I ever go wrong I am only a poet trying find happinessI am only a poet trying to find more within myself more than a moments of sorrow and lonelinessbut so much is filling in my head, like four walls crashing in all at once That really I am only a poet whose trying to save herself 

Sebastian Trujillo

He's only 15 what does he know? Enough to get hurt Every time he speaks every time he prays he chokes up hoping for better days She doesn't see not even in his eyes She doesn't speak to his heart But he always fakes his smile and always fakes his laugh nothing compares to the pain that he feelsNo one cover the scars that don't heal No he don't cut but his mind is Who is this kid I speak of?Oh he's me...I mean a friend...

Mikkalla Robertson

What am im gone Worried bout me but worried bout uThat means I'm worried bout twoHow to love ion got a clueThought I had it figured out But I guess I didn'tSo confused in life how do I make it rightSo I'm up all nightTryna wash away the pain and see the lightCause I know the way I'm seein myself just isn't right

Basically Beauty

RAP POP ROCK LIT COUNTRY R&B NEWS HISTORY SCREEN SPORTS LAW TECH X METAGeniusOpen in App/betaSuicideClariyahFacebookTwitter Share PlayI am a person of survivalBut growing up, that was not really my titleA dead soul who was screaming for revivalA young girl who became suicidalI felt the hits and the kicks of societyProbably the reason why I suffer from anxietyI was never in the form of perfectionSo I became the best example of neglectionThey called me names from fat bitch to white trashTo other shit I won't say, it's that badThey called me up and would always need back upCall me a slut and say my family was jacked upDeath threats every time I logged onAlways on some other shit, damn here we go againI was already alone, now I am looking for a friendGot no friends so here I am wishing it would endAnd it didn't, it never did, was always somethingEvery time I felt good, they would remind me I was nothingEvery time I was down they couldn't help themselves but kick meIt tore me apart, took all the fight I had left in meI had enough, I was so fucking doneI couldn't face all the drama so I decided to runBut you can't run forever, eventually you'll get tiredSo I just stared at the rope, wishing my life would expireI mean fuck it, if I am really nothingThen nobody would stop me from taking that rope and jumpingSo I took it, tied it around my neck and proceeded to jumpWhen my mom bust in the door, I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to sayI saw the tears in her eyes, I felt the pain go awayHow could I be so selfish, how could I think I am nothing?When the person who gave me life obviously thought I was somethingNow I pray, pray for the people who never saw the lightPray for the people who still cry at nightAnd those people will think of my words like protectionThink of them as the light when you fight depressionCos I know what it's like, I been there beforeBut for every close room, I'm here to open a door, I'm here to open a doorYOU MIGHT ALSO ENJOYKing Kunta by Kendrick LamarBest Friend by YelawolfEminem Gets Verified on Genius by GeniusSee You Again by Wiz KhalifaAbout Genius Tech Jobs Sign in Contact us© 2015 Genius Media Group Inc.

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XxMyrissaxX

Yes this music is about my life even her last words and the rap

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Keith Rossi

we all have our ups and downs like we are propagatingbut we need stop the constant hatingwe have the power to add or subtract from the populationlets shift our concentrationi wont stop til we connect like constellationsbecause strength is unitytogether is you and methe world is opportunityand 7 billion is communitynothing lasts forever immunitythats an euphony but we can relate beautifully and what is hate truthfullyits a word thrown around foolishlybut then again so is lovesaying it at eleven like im grown uplike I really could comprehend a feeling that i would sometimes dependon to no end expend until I could no longer transcendbut hey theres so much Ive learned in the last 21, like I am not the only one and that im far from being doneim in it for the long run a gimmick is the wrong fungimme a minute in a song sung until im finished and youre beyond stunned

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Anea Shergold

Starts at 0:12I am a person of survival, but growiing up,that was not really my title, a dead sole who was looking for revival, a young girl who became suicidal, I felt the hits and the kicks of society,probably the reason why I suffer from anxiety, I was never in the form of perfect tion, so I became the best example of neglection, they called me names from fat bitch to white trash, to other shit I wk t say its that bad, they called me up and would always need backup they called me a slut and sayy family is jacked up, death threats every time I logged in and was always on to some other shit, dam here we go again was already alone now I'm looking for a friend got no friends so here I am thinking it would end but it never did, every time I felt good they would remind me that I was nothing every time I felt down they couldn't help them self's but kick me and tore me apart, took all the fight I had left in me, I was so fuckong done,I couldn't face all the drama so I decided to run, but you can't run forever, eventually you'll get tired, so I stared at the rope wishing my life would expire, I mean fuck it. If I am really somethi g then nobody would stop me from taking this rope and jumping, so I tied it around my little throat and proceeded to jump, when my mom burst in the door,I didn't know what to do I didn't k ow what to say, I saw the tears in her eyes and felt the pain go away, how could I be so selfish if the person who gave life to me obviously thought that I was something, now I pray, pray to the people who never saw the light, pray to the people who still crys at night, think of my words like protection, think of them as the light when you fight depression, I know what its like I've been there before, for every closed room I'm here to open the door, ya open the doorYour welcome(: all credits to clayirah,sorry for misspelled words

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Jesus35688

I have no reason to Meddle with Whores,No time to live my life only to Settle the Score,I may have nerves of steel but Metal gets ColdWithin this Level I SoarLookin like an Eye SoarWhen I peer deep down inside of My CoreCan't even look straight my Minds Torn,Between constant thoughts that Collide and Roar,All of them at the edge Tightening their Thorns,Making my enemies and Friends Frightening like never before,Both the devil and angel edging to commence fighting a war,I'm Perplexed, and Despite the Livid Gore,You just can't Reflect the feeling when the Uplifted Mourn,When Innocence is Worn by those Living with SwordsNever mounted my High Horse,I'd always Kick it trying to Give it some Nitros,Maybe this Life's ran its' Nice Course,

Courtney Myers

Just an average girl, always killing time, little did you know she turned out to be a guy, now he's trying just to fit in, and hiding all the pain he feels within, everyday at school, he try's to look his best, hoping no one will notice what is on his chest, his mind is so torn he's running out of ways to tell everybody that he is okay, can you see the tears, he try's to blink away, when you tell him this is really just a phase, he's crying out, no one seems to hear, as the drops hit the floor with every single tear, he looks in the mirror and all that he sees, is the person he's not meant to be, he's going crazy, losing his mind, wanting someone to see through his full eyes, with no where to go, and no where to hide, he keeps all the pain on the inside, with day by day, and night by night, he try's so hard to win this fight, 

Patrick Doyle

walked in my living room, momma had just dropped dead "you're now left with nothing" is what my heart said you're now gonna be sleepless and four fifths suicidal depression is controlling me, i turn from my biblei lost all faith, along with my pride three months time, 9 counts of attempted suicide its like i didnt care anymore i didnt feel pain, i cut my wrist and watched the blood pouri'd ask myself everyday why i was even still alive i'd kiss momma's ring everytime i'd lay and cry that was all i had left, it was sacred to my life it was the only voice inside telling me "itl be alright"dad always had work, and i was home alone this was when i downed my tramadol with a bottle of patron when i cut my wrists with pieces of broken glass thinking about all the fun times i had in the pastbut now im sick, downed and defenseless my broken heart cant be fixed and my lungs are left breathlessmy muscels are weak, so is my mentality my so called sleep is illusions of fading out of realityi still wonder why im here writing this song i think its cuz my bestfriends were keeping me strong so thankful for savanna, willow, hayle, and brittney thank you for every minute you were there with meas for my mother, still hate you with all my heart father, fresh out, shouldve been that way from the start im actually kinda glad, you're out of my life you wouldve down me anyways, im keeping my future brighti wish the best for you two, you need it i hope you turn around from your ways of deceitfulness and deceiving try to act like you care, those words go through my ears if you cared where you been at all these years?i skip school a lot, its where im down the most in all honesty its a devil born hellhole walk the halls, and all i hear is hate im believing their lies and its becoming my fatethe only thing i learn is the feeling of neglection alone by myself, no armor or protection i walk with a sag, my head hangs lowi qualify myself with the lowest of the lowi started writing letters, to those who cause the tears i cry i'll send them out the day i commit my suicide send em out, and in my bed i'll lay one by one they'll receive them, and heres what they'll say"yeah i hope that you all feel guilty cause im broken now and you can't heal me and now oyu're all an accomplice in murdereach and every one of you has chipped in to kill me so the reason im writing you this evening, is to tell each and every one of you goodbye, im leaving the drugs never helped, now they're causing my death imagine all the good in me you could have keptnow all i have is cut wrists i wish i could walk up to you and say "you caused this" thank you for the hate, and thank you for the ride, sincerely yours, Mr. suicide

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Nicholas George

focus on excuses,useless,clueless. all of this confusion,because you gotta chose dick, i would never chose this raising a confused kid, confused between the difference from her mother and my new bitch -----nickg 

Greg Sherman

I watched my dad take his last breath then the room fell silent he used to say I had anger problems now internally it's violence/why hide it, those with empathy feel it I myself take others pain but have enough to deal with/This worlds falling apart as quick as its start pained by the big picture that splits us in parts rained on by fake scriptures that rips at our hearts/whens the last time you put yourself in someones suffering shoes to feel their pain just to discover thats you

Helena Patrick

i hope my little is ok up there

Helena Patrick

i hope my little is ok up there

JonnyJohn Johnson

Staring into the black/ Twist between the sheets/ Try to land on your feet/ Roll the dice/ Aim once shoot twice, and never look back.

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