Forget what people say, nothing ever changes.
Your still afraid to be what you are.
You hide yourself away from the world, just so no one sees the true you.
Ball up your emotions inside.
Open them up with a shiny blade.
Hide your crying wrists from the world.
Pretend every things fine.
No one sees the real problem.
Everyone sees this fake front.
You'd rather run away then let them see the best of you.
Being a solitary person is what you are.
One day you'll slip into state of no return.
No turning back from what you desire.
Watch as you break the skin, the pretty colors forming on the skin, as you
draw lines on yourself.
Draw a picture, a picture with a twist, for everyone to see.
Forget for even for a second, cause your free for a while.
The light around you becoming darker as you fall to sleep.
You hear voices in your head, people screaming your name, someone shaking
you.
You want to answer but you can't.
Your bodies moving up higher, the voices grow fainter.
You keep moving, things are poking into you.
A noise in the back drowning louder.
You stop suddenly, then your moving again.
Your body being rushed down a long hallway.
A bright light is shined into your eyes, someones poking at your arms.
Your picture have been fixed.
You lay there asleep.
You can hear voices all around you, there calm now, waiting for you.
Hours go by, you open yours eyes, and people stand around you.
You've realized you've failed again.
 
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