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Absence.

How can I live in a world where I’ll never be enough?

I’m sitting here with the pills in front of me,

Trying to think of a reason to stay.

My absence is one that will go unnoticed.

That seat in math class would be filled eventually, 

The clothes I wear given to someone who needs it,

My jokes made by someone else.

My presence doesn’t impact your life,

So how would my absence?

There’s nothing I can do that will please you,

So why don’t I do something for me?

Ease my raging mind

Finally.