scars poem

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You wake up wishing you didn't...you pour on your clothes and do you're hair then your makeup and shoes then head out to school
You sit in Class and you actually feel fine until you make a mistake then everyone laughs.... they call you names.. you sit there silently holding the tears in trying not to cry
But you can't

you grab your stuff and ditch your next class
You can't forget those awful names
You have no where to go
No one who will be there for you
So you go into the bathroom and cry
Alone
You lift your sleeves up and you stare at your scars running you're fingers over and over them
You think i gotta stop
But you remember your to broken to be fixed
To alone
Your a failure to your mom
Your dad hates you
Your family looks at you only with fake smiles
You remember your first scar how much relieved you were when you took the blade to you're skin
You cry more then leave back home.
And as your in your room your music blasting
You take the blade to your wrist and cut
a little more deeper with each cut
You remember no one cares
Who would love me? You think
You go deeper without knowing
Your vision fades as tears fall down your face
You slowly drift asleep
No one was there for you
And they are not here now
Soi why hold on??
You decide your going to sleep and this time you won't wake up wishing you didn't
You will finally be happy.

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