Sometimes I think of myself as a doll, people can do what they want with or to me. they can punch me, hit me, play with me, break me, cut me, throw me, insult me, burn me, and my face I look happy, I look careless. But no one knows what I do behind closed doors and what goes through my head.
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Suicide [Quotes and Self-Harm]
PoetryI'm ready to die.....sometimes I'm happy....but that happiness is fake....my smile...my laughter......all fake Depression, Death, Pain, Anxiety, Self-Harm, Suicidal, all here ___________