Didn’t you see those marks lying on my arm
That show how much I love to cause myself some harm
Did you even take a glance at the stitches on my wrist
Or is that just something you prefer would not exist?
Didn’t you take note of how I curse when I speak
Those aren’t words that a little girl should think
Wasn’t it kind of funny; I can’t look anyone in the eye
Or maybe you didn’t notice, because you didn’t try.
Isn’t it disturbing how Pain is my best friend
Because she is the only one who keeps coming back again
I thought I made this all, an obvious cry for help
But if you won’t relieve me, then I’ll relieve myself…
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