There was a girl
Who hurt
She tore herself up
Not just with her heart
Nor with just her emotions
But with her wrists
And with her thighs
She cut them with needles
She played with her razors
She couldn't escape it
She couldn't quit
People noticed
Asked what was wrong
Some felt sorry for her; when she told
Some made fun
"Ha, ha! You're cutting the wrong way!! It's
Down the road! Not across!! Ha!"
Any body dealt with any of this?
The Lord only knows
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They will be discovered
PoésieHarming isn't childish it isn't a phase it is real life And if someone doesn't realize that well, joke's on them because unless someone realizes that people do harm for a real reason it will just keep happening I want to be that person who realizes...