Alone in the world
she needed a friend
she crys
one that will help her mend
Alone
she breaks down
her mask no longer on
Her smile replaced by a frown
Alone
she closed her eyes
she found belief
in the knife
Alone,
slit by slit
she never missed
each cut blood had kissed
Lost
she cried
doesn't anyone care anymore
all because she was a lie
Found
she was relieved
but would never live
to believe
That someone actually cared
that someone really saw her withdraw
but it was too late
because she was already gone
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sorry guys its only my third poem, so yeah sorry I haven't had much experience but hey! I'm trying! A for effort?
