The two main necessities.

by Calli   Dec 5, 2006


It's a habit to cut
and it's a pleasure to bleed,
it's either that
or smoking weed.

those are the two things
that make me feel better,
the more depressed i feel
the more my wrists get wetter.

I'll talk to my mom
I'll tell her a lie,
and say I'm out for a walk
when I'm really getting high.

on those days
when i want to cry,
i might need these things
or maybe I'll be forced to die.

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