Everyone, when they here that someone cuts, they're like, no don't! Stop its bad! And people, like counsellors and therapists act like we don't have a clue that cutting is bad. We know it's bad, but we need a way to get rid of the pain, and sometimes, this is the only way. Sometimes, we need to express our feelings by drawing on our wrists. We know that you're 'just worried' or 'just want to help us.' But just listen to our side of the story for once, that's all we're asking for. We just need someone who will stay, and help us through. Not tell on us, and tell us what we did wrong. Damn.
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The sadness that I live in
PoetryThis is just some poems or stories that I wrote or lyrics that I really like. They're all sad, I believe.
