I don't know if this one will give you cutting thoughts. I sort of wrote it in school....?
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Long days
Endless nights
Quiet ways
Dying lights
In your eyes
I'm just another girl
We have our own highs
On this tilt-a-whirl
God is here
Well, where is he now?
Is he really near,
Or is he bringing me down?
Certain things will happen;
Isn't that what they say?
Instead they sit there laughing
At all our childish ways
Life isn't easy;
You learn that the hard way.
Isn't it messy
Without being able to get a say?
Lights will die
Everyone bleeds
Everyone gets high
On their addictive needs
Mine is cutting
What do you do?
Is it running,
Or are you depressed too?
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-Kat
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PoesíaThe creative writing of a thirteen year old going through her last year of middle school. Please welcome the author as she gives you a glimpse of her thoughts, dreams, actions, and just her life in general.