Where to go?

by Megann   Jan 2, 2006


When i used to get low
I wanted it to show
I'd create outer scars
Try and run infront of cars
I'd whack my head on the wall
Delibrately try to fall
My heart would be screaming
My face would be beaming
The outside would lie
As my inside would cry
When i felt really bad
I'd try and turn to my dad
He'd be there drinking
What was he thinking
His whole life just sinking

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