Death?

by Mar   Jun 2, 2006


She wants to die
no place for her
no reason to live
sick of being yelled at
sick of all the lies
sick of being grounded
sick of being compared
wanna do some thing but nothing else helps
her cuts are deeper now some take time to heal
she uses a razor now instead of nails
shes uses a knife 2
a needle hear or there
nothing can help her
shes to far in despair
shes wants to leave her living hell
but she doesn't know how
shes to afraid,
To live where she is
is worse than going to hell
shell get there eventually
so y wait and cry
shes sick of the fights
shes sick of the lies
shes sick of time
may b shell run away
then again where to
she wants to kill herself
but how to,
shes to afraid to die
but shes wants to leave this earth
what to do other than cut herself to pieces
shes still sad days down the line
shes not good enough 4 herself
how did she get herself into this mess!

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