My Life...

Its like you cant breath
Your heart no longer beats
Its like the worlds on your shoulders
You can not handle your defeats

Your tears are stained crimson red
Youre eyes are now not the only thing that cries
Depression has taken over your soul
To people, you tell nothing but lies.

But you dont want to tell them
You know itll hurt them deep down inside
But they know its true in their heart
That a long, long time ago you died.

Even though youre still breathing
Your heads been in that coffin for far too long
Every thought is about death
Everything you do feels so wrong.

The eyes that once sparkled
are now hollow and black
Hapiness and joy
These things have started to lack

But everyone thinks your happy
you smile when people can see
You fake your enjoyment so well
But the scars on your wrist are the key

But its the best thing when people dont know
They dont no that death is the one you seek
Theyll think your crazy, therapy is the answer theyll say
Theyll tell you lies because in their eyes your too week

But were as strong as anybody
We jst express ourselves on our wrists
And suicide is like any thought
Hurting ourselves instead of showing others our fists.

I havnt quite finished yet, i dont no how to end it.
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Thank you
Paige
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