A Story Untold
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Last published Sat, Aug 13, 2016
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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