Everyday

by amber   Aug 9, 2005


Everyday
i sit here and cry
cutting my skin
and wondering why

for years
i've depended on you
without your sting
i can't make it through

i have no control
over myself
hurt and pain
is all i've felt

after every tough day
i just try to breath
but i'll never feel better
unless i bleed

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