Wonder

by wishful memories   Apr 17, 2005


If every time i cut my self
wasn't worth it u said?
but you don't understand
whats going though my mind
so many things i have to think of
so many things i have to say
but many of them are going
to be hidden
rite inside my head
these details wont be shown
as long as no one knows
SO ill keep hiding my scars
until the day i say so

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