Cut yourself?
There's a plaster
Got a scar?
It will fade with this cream
Broke a bone or two?
There's a cast for that
But what if my soul is cut?
Shredded into ribbons
Are you trying to tell me
That you have a plaster for that?
But what if I have scars on my heart?
The ones that don't fade away on their own
Are you trying to tell me
That you have a cream for that?
But what if I am broken?
Not physically, just within
Are you trying to tell me
That you have a cast for that?
So this is why emotional pain hurts more
Because everyone has a different way to cure it
And it takes time
But sometimes time is too great a price
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When they don't understand (poems)
Poetry"We're all in the same game,just different levels.Dealing with the same Hell,just different Devils"~Unknown So no matter what we're all the same in the sense that we have our own problems that we try hard to deal with.Remember,when they don't unders...
