Tears and cuts on my wrists
Are proof that I'm hurt and would take the risk
It's alright to hurt myself
I'm just trying to forget the pain inside
But don't worry, I won't forget to be grateful that i lived
Just reminding myself that I'm alive
Because emotions is proof that I'm living
I don't care if it's painful
I'm just trying to get by this day
I'm alive, I'm alive
I'm hurt but happy to be alive
I'm just waiting for the day that I'll die
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For the Lonely souls
PoetryJust things that i write when I'm lonely. Cover by @AlyssaGuev29