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by Mitch Dewitt Nov 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I hide my true emiotions I sit with the drunkin potions I dont let people know me I wish i could be set free S****Y cards is what life deals I cut my wrist like it has peals I wear a mask of smiles But I only get deniles I cry myself asleep I wish this last cut would go deep Im lost in this life My only friend is a knife I cant go on any longer Im growin weaker not stronger Nothing I do is right Why strugle and fight Say my goodbyes To all these lies Heven or Hell God is the one to tell I put on a front with the guys But im the only one who knows its lies I smile cuz the mask is on I wear it from dusk till dawn My soul is like a lonly crow You really dont even know Im said to say its time to go
by Mitch Dewitt
Mitcy, This is Sam. My sister gave me your name and password. Hope thats ok. I really like this poem and if you ever wanna talk, you got my number and email address. I just want you to know, Im here for you. I really like this poem. ~Sam