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by jessi Dec 27, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
SHE GOES INTO THE KITCHEN ONCE EVERYONE IS ASLEEP SHE LOOKS FOR THE TOOL THAT IS NEEDED TO DO WHAT SHE NEEDS SOMETHING SHARP, SHE LOOKS THREW EVERYTHING AND NOTHING IS JUST RIGHT SHE FINDS SCISSORS AND KNOWS ITS WHAT SHE NEEDS.. SHE IS CRYING AND CANT STOP NO ONE IS AROUND HER TO CALM HER DOWN, NO ONE IS AROUND HER TO STOP HER NO ONE CARES ABOUT HER AROUND HER, SHE LOOKS DOWN AT HER WRIST SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE NEEDS TO DO, SHE KNOWS WHERE SHE NEEDS TO BE.. IF ONLY PEOPLE WOULD LISTEN ALL THEY NEEDED TO DO WAS ASK THEY WOULD HAVE UNDERSTOOD THEY COULD HAVE HELPED BUT NO ONE DID.. THEY JUST PUSHED HER TO NOW ITS NOT LIKE SHE DOSN'T CARE BECAUSE SHE DOSE, SHE CARES TO MUCH