From start to finish I wonder why The cuts look good in this messed up lie The blood that trickles down my arm People all stare at the girl who self-harms:- "The emo" they call me I turn to my name They act out slicing their wrists I hang my head in shame I can't help my feelings Of being alone I hide myself for the dayTags: Cut, Hurt
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I take a glance, at the scars on my wrists they tell me, it doesn't have to be like this I want to talk, to let it out but nobody is there to listen, even when I shout, depression is dark, so speak up...Tags: Sad, Depression, Cut
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