My body
My scars
So don't tell me how I feel
You tell me I'm going through hard times
You only state the obvious
And the issues that are found
Just by scrapping the surface
Cut deeper
And 'lies and secrets' ooze out
They are set free
And are forgotten
Deeper
And you've opened a wound
That I've dared cut open again
Anger and hate splurge out
And I am free
Of hateful feelings
that lead to
'secrets and lies'
Which leaves me here
Listening to you tell me
How I feel
Not really 'asking'
Not really 'caring'
It's just your job
Cut deeper
Everything is gone
The anger
The pain
The hate
The 'secrets'
The 'lies'
End my life
Cut deeper, harder
Drawl more blood
I dare you.
 
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