A Story Untold

A Story Untold

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It's been a few years since grandfather died I see him in my dreams Nothing I can say to make everything disappear Except for myself Scars everywhere around my wrist No blood yet And I doubt there's going to be any blood Voices in my head Nothing I can do To stop them My mom thinks I'm crazy My sisters think I'm not myself anymore My brothers just tell me to kill myself time to time The only thing going through my mind is Y am I still here?? I wake up to supposely a happy family So I just put a smile on my face Like everything's ok But I know everything's not I say I'm fine but write it in script and look at it upsidedown it says help me but no one realizes it
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Dette er nogle digte jeg har skrevet i forbindelse med at jeg har været indlagt på ungdoms psykiatrisk afdeling, er blevet diagnosticeret med paranoid skizofreni, har mistet to katte og andre svære ting jeg oplever.

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