Life Story Part One

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I Wake Up In The Morning And I Step Outside And I Take A Deep Breath, "Why Am I Still Alive?" Another Day Goes Bye, And I'm Just Waiting To Die So I Try, But I Can't Fathom Why, So I Cry, Until I Cannot Stand By My Side, Cause Inside It Just Hurts, But My Pride Makes It Worse, So I Hide And Abide By My Fragile State Of Mind, So I'm Blind To The Crime That Is My Very Life, So This Night With This Knife I Will End All This Strife.  Is It Right? Do I Care? Cause I'm Living My Life, But I'm Not Living To Be Here, I Am Living In Spite, And Despite What I Write I Will Get Through The Night, And My Plight Shall Live On, So That I Do More Wrong, So I Continue To Compose Another Sad Swan Song, I Have It In Me, To Bring Myself Down On One Knee, And Take Away What Hurts Me, And Ironically That's Me, But I'm Fine Take Your Time Because I Am The Bad Guy.  I'm Invisible, Deplorable, Sickening And Horrible, Degrading, Ignorable, Hell's Reincarnated Oracle, I Am All But Adorable, If I Die Who Would Cry? I'm That Ignorant Guy With A Chip On His Shoulder And Depression In His Eyes, A Diseased Human Being,So Incapable Of Feeling, An Emotional Roller Coaster In Need Of Some Healing, But People Are Afraid To Touch Me, They Jump To Ceiling, Because I Am The Image, The Truth That Has Them Reeling.