Myself

by Mary   Oct 4, 2004


You yell at me
you wonder whats wrong with but cant you see
i cut so i can fee
it helps the hi=ole in my heart heal
life is like a game
everyones diffrent no ones the same
i wish that i could be someone else
instead of myself
you want me to be just like you
and do all the things that you do
to be someone else
no longer myself

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