Part 251- Poem by My_DigitalEscape

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-251- By My_DigitalEscape

Nobody can see the pain in her eyes.
The scars on his heart.
They have no one to turn to in there time of need.
Everyone calls it a "phase"
But in reality they just wanna die.
They've tried to tell someone but no one would listen.
It's like they're just a fly on the wall.
They can do what ever they want but nobody notices or would give them the time of day.
They wonder if they scream loud enough will anyone help.
But sadly to say no one sees the cuts on their bodies.
No long sleeves and no pants.
Everything is exposed, just no one cares.
And that makes them proud of their scars because why would the do it if they would regret it later.
I guess that's all of the parts that makes them cold and heartless as they've been told many times before.
But no one sees how much that hurts them.
Mentally and physically.

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