Autumn Birthdays

It's colder today in my mind
I'm freezing up inside
Fuck this I'm going back home

I'm not going to kill myself
But everyday I feel like dying after work
Slouched over in defeat and the day
Staring back at me with a smug look on it's face

Time will kill me
I'm pushing back the second hand
Eighteen
Twenty-three



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Writer(s): Jacob West
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