hard times 
dark places 
tons of people 
lots of faces
 
depressed and lost 
alone and cold 
no one at home 
for me to hold
 
no friends 
razor blade 
scars that will 
never fade
 
sorrow and pain 
inside of me 
so many things 
no one will see
 
wrong decisions 
bad choices 
there are just 
too many voices
 
blood drips 
from my wrist 
a lot of times 
that i was pissed
 
no friends 
here with me 
alone is what 
i'll always be..
 
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