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Why do people seem to ignore
All these depressed teens?
The one's who crave love and joy
But instead have pain and no self-esteem
The slits on our wrists and these scars
Are all caused by ourselves
And although you'll say we're are attention starved
It's really because we think with our pain we've dealt
Why don't you just help us out?
Just give us a sign that you care
We could be gone tomorrow for all you know
So try and reach us by then
We'll end our lives along with our sorrow
So we'll never feel pain again