Red Wrists

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Tortured and tormented
Bruised and broken
Useless and worthless
Bullied and forgotten
Yes... I'm admitting that I'm just damaged goods

Yeah,,, I'm suicidal....
I'm not the best person you should ask for advice but at the end of the day you still do,,, regardless of my condition

I'm just a suicidal kid telling other suicidal kids that suicide isn't the best option,,, even though I'm considering it myself

We live in a sad reality whereby when you make yourself vulnerable,,, you are called weak...

I've always told myself that crying is a sign of weakness...
It's better to keep your emotions bottled up inside instead of accepting that you've been defeated by the world...

It's a shark eat shark world out here...
Eat or be eaten...

People told me you have to lose your mind before you find your soul...
Well, I lost my mind...
I lost my soul...
I lost my pride...
I lost my dignity...
And I lost my heart...
I've officially lost myself,,, all I have left are my red wrists as proof that I tried finding something in my lifeless body

We were made to serve a purpose on this Earth...
I feel like I just consume air...
Maybe that was my purpose...
I was created to fill up space...
I was created to be a statistic...
I'm not supposed to hope...
I'm not supposed to dream...
I'm not supposed to aspire...

You were my safe place...
You were my escape...
You were were my happy place...
And now that you left from me
I feel like I'm in danger in my own home
You left me,,, now I'm talking to the moon
Because it seems like its the only thing that listens to my annoying voice...

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