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they tell us that it's selfishthat when we think this way we think of nobody else
they tell us to hurt ourselves is a cry for attention
that we need help.
and maybe we do, maybe we need some help
but where are the same people who said that?
they aren't next to us at night when we are crying
they aren't there to stop us when we are ready to give up
at night when we are alone, they aren't the ones who give us company
they tell us to change then leave us alone to our thoughts, they don't stay to help.
they leave us
to our pills and razors and ropes
all night, all alone
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Short Storya feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia (short stories mainly based off of personal experiences) triggering content ahead