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by Jamie Aug 9, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
We live in a world where no ones perfect Yet we all treat others bad I wounder why we do this Knowing it makes others sad. We smile when we want to cry Laugh but inside you want to die The feelings are traped inside and no one knowing you have lied. When alone you let it out the pain the hurt and the doubt You look in the mirrior scars on your arm Reminding you of your past and your self-harm.