Maybe they're right,
Maybe they're wrong.
I can't tell now,
I waited too long.
They tell me my life,
It's all in vain.
But its not my fault,
YOU caused me this pain.
I can't live,
But I can't seem to die.
Keeping it all in,
Lie after lie.
I'm fine, trust me,
They don't know it's not true.
I'm only this way,
Cause I don't know what to do.
I try it again,
But my body won't give.
Why oh why,
Is it so hard to live?
People always tell me,
I know how you feel.
But they don't even know me,
Let alone what is real.
I hate this feeling,
Deep within my chest.
No matter what I do,
It won't seem to rest.
Arm warmers and fishnet,
Cover these scars.
Thugh no one else can see them,
I know exactly where they are.
A slice on my stomach,
A few on my arm.
I know they don't mean it,
But they all cause me harm.
Thats why I must end it,
Get rid of my life.
So I wrote this note,
With the blood from my knife....
Goodbye now I'm leaving,
Don't cry because of me.
Be happy that I'm gone,
Cause now you are free.
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