We cut our skin because we're angry
We're sad, we're hurting we're trying to hide it.
We're lost, we're broken .
We cut into our skin because
We want to see the scars we feel on the inside,
We want to have proof taht we're still alive.
We cut into our skin because we're lost from words
And we where left alone.
We cut into our skin because it's all that's left ,
We're done looking for a better way,
We don't talk about "it"
Because we don't trust anymore .
We cut into our skin because
It's all we know
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Things Only Some Understand
SonstigesLife asked Death, "Why do people love me, but hate you?" Death responded, "Beacause your a beautiful lie and, I'm a painful truth."