Sounds Of My Silent Cries

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I woke up at 3 AM
My head feeling pained

Oh no, it's not just my head
Even all my body parts are taint

I remeber the names they call me

I remember the hateful glances they threw

All those things keep playing in my mind,

Making me feel so blue

So here I am,

one wrist on my other hand

Tears slowly run down my cheeks,

As I carved lines.

Lines that will end

The life

Of the discriminated girl

That I am.