The bes is so hard,
the wind is silent.
I got admitted tonight,
no I didn't put
up a fight.
Some call it the
loony bin, I don't care
my blood has gone so thing.
I shiver and look
out my window.
I hear other laughing,
late night they say. Oh god how long will i have to stay?
Scared to fall asleep,
scared to wake up.
The room is so bare,
there's nothing on
the wall, no nothing
at all.
Two beds, two shelves,
and a night light.
Trying to remember
when everything was alright.
I wake up and
eat breakfast alone,
knowing nothing,
nothing i own.
The next days went
better, making more
and more friend. I
don't want this to end.
From druggies to cutters,
yes even physcos.
We all are different, but
understand though.
It's like my home,
and i don't wanna go.
My scars heal as
we talk, trying to figure
out a different way to deal.
It's my sister birthday
and I'm scared to go
feelings inside rise
only if they knew.
Doctors say take
a break, go to dinner
my blood starts to fun thinner.
It's been a few days,
and it's my time to go
Never again will my cuts show,
to partial everyday,
geting into trouble, now
my time is going to double.
Passing partial, going home
back in school.
Nervous to see my friend
They know where I've been.
Will they treat me
different,
will they treat me the same?
maybe next time they will
see I'm in pain and not just
playing a game.is
