She has cuts on her fingers
That she tried to hide
An amateur cutter
Is hidden insideShe hopes you'll notice
That her smile is fake
And she wants you to realize
What is at stakeShe is hiding her depression
And she wants you to see
She's trying her best
But this isn't who she's supposed to beShe was happy before
But her brain got sick
She doesn't want to be sad anymore
But it isn't her faultShe hopes you know
That she loves you so
But no one ever loved her
Her sadness has no cureShe wants to die
But all she does is cry
She doesn't want to exist
That's why she slit her wristShe watches the blood poor out
And she sits in silence
But she wants to shout
Until finally, she is deadThe end
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Poems From A Depressed Girl
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