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by questionlove   Mar 12, 2005



cuts on Ur wrists
tears in Ur eyes
u don't know what
happened
to this one person u
thought u knew

when u wake in the
morning
and your not okay
you think
why me
when did this happen
and where
waking up to
something that is new
just makes you weep
you did it when u
were upset
when no joy roamed
within u
u may cut u may gash
no1 know`s
but u
and thats what hurts
having nobody know
and understand
wish you be done
it never happens
once told
never stays within
somebody will always
talk about it

but when u think
no1 cares
when u laugh
n01 knows y
when u cry
u make things worse
People wonder y
but do they really
understand?
when u have no1
is when its all bad
not letting people know
is how its kept to
rest
maybe they think Ur
fine
with a chuckle or two
but no1 really knows
the
troubles youve been
through
when you look down
and see Ur wrists all
gashed and bloody
you think
STOP
but know once u start
u cant stop
it becomes a habit
needing help
when u don't have it
just think
A permanent
Solution For A
Temporary
Problem?
whats wrong people may
ask
you say nothing
but do they really
believe you
maybe the ones who
ask r the ones that
care
it all is up to u!

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