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who is she?


Submitted:Oct 15, 2011    Reads: 12    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


Why do I feel lost
Even though im in a crowd?
Why do I always block away the people who try to help?
Maybe I'm not meant to be helped
Maybe I'm meant to suffer down this lonely road all by myself
I am walking in the dark, the obstacles are hidden from my view
Waiting for me to fall straight threw
Where is the guiding light? My way out…
Is it too late to ask him for help
I thought I could travel this road all alone
But now I figured out that I was wrong
I need help, I need a hand to reach down in this deep dark ditch
Help me climb the heck out of it
Its filling up with the salted water of my tears
Mix with blood from the cuts that lay on my wrist
Haunted screaming echoes in my head
From memories of my past
I want to start new
And forget everything at last
But I don't want to die
I no longer want to cry
I no longer want to cut, no longer want to scratch
I no longer want to get high, no longer want to become dunk
I want to become a person
With a new start
I don't want to be the girl that everyone looks at and says
"that's the girl that gets depressed and then Ods"
I want to be the person that people look at and say
"wow, she looks so happy. She doesn't have pain"…




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