In her closet she hides
along with everything she feels inside...

I had a terrible disease
it was eating me alive...

It's been ten years since I last made a slit
but every scar is still there on my wrist...

Maybe not tonight she thinks
as she watches her father stand at the sink...

Do you ever cry?
Do you ever think of me alone in bed at night...

Hello there~
you're the devil from my nightmare...

He Tells me not to cut myself...
not to inflict my own pain...

Its pretty long but plz read it, it teaches a good...
So you feel sorry for yourself...

~This poem is by my best friend Olivia who wrote...
When I have no one to turn to...