You look down upon yourself
and it makes me sad
You hurt yourself
and tell me I don’t understand.

But I do understand
I know what its like,
to watch the blade slice into your skin
and watch the blood trickle down.

A tear slides down my cheek,
and drips off my chin.
As I think of you hurting yourself.

So I wasn’t there for everything.
So I don’t know every little detail.
So I wasn’t there for all the pain.
That doesn’t mean I cant be there now.

But you push me away.
And tell me how you hurt yourself.
It makes me mad,
Because you wont let me in.
 
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