TAKE IT BACK II
Take your "helping" hand away, Your actions do not match the words you say, You're draggin' me even lower but not helping me to get up, I don't need your useless hand, TAKE IT BACK I already took a real helping hand and it really helped me, I don't care whose it is, even if it's hellish, I got the result, THAT'S ALL I NEEDED, Your words are empty, I'VE NO REASON TO HEED 'EM, Give me one reason to trust you, I have blood loss on my back, so many open wounds, I'm tired, my neck cramps, I'm a tired dog, My thoughts are now filled with fog, It's like I'm dying n' my brain turns off, I’m like a psychopath who cannot discern joy, emptiness or sorrow, I need real help but not from you, It's not up to you to decide what I should do You can't even see how you use me, As soon as I gain hope and a particle of trust, I immediately lose it, You give me false answers and useless help, no point in apologizing, You take people as a resource or a source of profit, you cannot even realize it, Every time I let a new person into my life, It sucks my resources or money, thereby using me, I'm tired of being stuff, No more space for knives in my back, FUCK, I'VE HAD ENOUGH, My body is so weak, THERE IS A CRACK, I FEEL LIKE A CORPSE 'BOUT TO FALL FOREVER AND LIE IN A BODY BAG HUH, I DO NOT NEED YOUR HELP, TAKE IT BACK
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