You Wake Up every morning wishing
You didn't
Every meal getting smaller and smaller
Torn
Your past
Never leaves
Its memory
Scars your heart
Day by day
Wishing you could have done something to
Save that person
Make a difference
Or everyday you
Wish
that someone
Just someone
would hear your screams
See your tears
Hold you tightly and tell you your ok
every Night
your heart breaks
And your torn
Hanging my a thin thin thread you call life
wondering if you should cut the line
Or keep going
your lost
broken
can't make It
Trying to hold
Onto the edge of the building
but society
Society is prying your hands off
pushing you
till your torn.
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