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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