WHY

by lindsey jo   Jul 21, 2005


Here i am in my room all alone
cutting my skin to the bone
I sit here crying trying to figure out what happened to me
Cant people see i just want to be free
people just don't get it they don't understand
they weren't even willing to lend a helping hand
Now here i am crying slowly dying
because of all the pain people caused me
Maybe someday they will realize why i took my life with the help of my trusty knife

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