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by Sweetiefromoh16 Dec 13, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
She tried to tell the world her pain, But no one seemed to listen. So she wrote the words upon her arm, And the blood began to glisten. No one understood her pain. They thought that she was crazy. They never even tried to help, As they were just too lazy. Why couldn’t someone stop the pain? Why didn’t someone care? Why wouldn’t someone talk to her When they saw the pain was there? The wounds became much deeper now, As she became more desperate. She tried to show the world her pain, But no one tried to stop it. And so she finally made the choice To end the pain herself, With a knife, she made the final cut To end her life of hell. And as she lay dead on the floor, The blood began to flow. She tried to tell the world her pain, And now they’ll finally know.