My face was wet with tears
As i witnessed one of my worst fears
Blood trickled down my arm
I had finally broke down and did myself harm
I dropped the blood covered razor blade
And stared at the mess I'd made
I thought i wanted to die
Now all i want to do is cry
And so the tears keep falling
As I hear my mother calling
I cant let her see
she doesn't understand me
I lay down on my bathroom floor
And thank the goddess that I locked the door.
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