Tell Them

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I don't tell them the truth

Oh, how I wish that they knew

How broken I truly am

I wish that they knew

About the sadness that grew

And the cuts that are new

I wish they would take away the pain

And throw away my blade

So maybe I will be safe

When alone in my room

Hopefully they'll figure it out soon

Before I plan my own doom

I wish that I could tell them

The stone cold truth

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