Secret Life

by DPA   Jun 8, 2009


People always look at me and say
man I want your life

It seems so good
You have a family that loves you
Friend that care about you

I don't want them to know
even though they already do

I've been through pain
I've been through lies
I've been through times when I've wanted to die

I have scars on the wrists, stomach, and legs that tell about my past

about the times when I've wanted nothing more but to be in hell

Where I would stay up all night
wondering if i would be here tomorrow

or if tonight was the last

It comes times in my life were I'd run away

but didn't get that far

Police were called
fights were started

I was told I was hated
And I said it back

I'd lock myself in my room
Ignoring the world outside me

I'd sit on my floor
take the blade to my wrist
while tears fell down my face

I asked myself as blood dripped
from my arm
Why is life so difficult
why aren't I happy

know one knew about my life

I'd hide it from my parents, friends, and teachers.

I would go to school with
a smile on my face
when really inside
I wanted to die

It was the same everyday
I'd wake up

Go to school
hiding the pain

come home and
let it out

with all the scars on my wrists
the lies untold
and the lost friendship
is nothing

except for
My Secret Life

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  • 15 years ago

    by Nobodys Hero

    Your emotion in this piece is beautifuly portrayed yet very sad. Your words create a heartbreaking story which would possibly allow some people to relate. I think the flow works very well and the description you put in adds more depth, I was particulary upset by the description of the scars on your body, you captivated me which is why I read on, really great job

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