Why isn't it working
I slash my skin
And the moment I stop
But I want to do it again
Why isn't it working
I feel the pain
Makes everything go away
But it comes back
Why isn't it working
I see the blood
Drip down my body
But I need more
Why isn't it working
I wash the cuts
And they sting a lot
But it's not enough
Why isn't it working
I still have the thoughts
Swirling in my mind
But nothing is stopping them
Why isn't it working
I'm slashing more
And bleeding out
But I still feel nothing
Why isn't it working
I took the pills
My body's feeling numb
But I'm still alive
Oh
I guess it worked
I'm not in pain
Because
I'm not on earth
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Maybe Not That Fine
PoésieIt's funny, how people always ask how you are doing, then are surprised when we are not. Why is that? Why do we always have to be okay? I have no plan for what to write so we will see what happens. I hope you enjoy them. Everything here is mine unle...
