People

by Indian Comma Bean   Jan 18, 2009


Slip the thread through the needle,
Stitch the lie into our skin.
Put machines before our eyes,
Show us that we cannot grin.

Turn the light on in the darkness,
Act as if you are a friend.
Slit our wrists behind our back,
But be there with the gauze to mend.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Hmm..that is life and that is how some people
    are, they just wait for us to fall into a pit & then help us like we are their friend. I think
    we all can releate to this..take care.

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