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by Megin Apr 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
She hides her pain well for she fools everyone around for every second she wants to cry she pushes a smile instead a frown, Long sleeve shirts is what she always wears she is so happy is all she ever hears, She thinks to herself I want to run and hide from the nightmare that she lives inside, She goes to school and gets pushed comes home and gets beat she is completly bruised up from head to feet, She goes into the bathroom her friend is waiting there sharp little razorblade striving for the skin to tear, Blood running down she's thinking this is it no more worries or putting up with peoples sh*t, She feels the room start to spin as her body gets cold this is the same skedule none of it gets old, She begins to close her eyes as a tear rolls down her cheek the only ting she can feel is her body get weak, Her mom walks in but its to late what made her want to do this what brought upon the hate? But now she knows that since her daughter was found the only thing left to do is place her 6 ft. underground.