Is this yours?

As I ran out onto the street
I thought of all things you said to me
How I was a tramp
And how my face you never again wanted to see

I thought if this kept happening
I must mean nothing, I must be cheap
I banged my head against the pavement
Until blood started to seep

I remember waking up in a bed
I thought maybe it was just a dream
Then I realised I was in hospital
And I started to scream and scream

I had been found by a passer- by
And got taken to intensive care
Was there for a week unconscious
This is so unfair

After weeks and weeks
Of theropy
I was never healed by
What you meant to me

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I'm not sure if this is the right place to put this post ;/ But, i recently read this posted by someone new to the site, i'm 99% sure it isn't hers. Mexxy is her name..i'm sure someone on this site is the true writer of this.

-Cheers.