I wish someone would listen,
To the girl that’s hidden deep inside,
She’s the one that sits there wishing,
Wishing she could die.
She cuts her hands,
She’s not strong enough to cut her wrists,
She’s lost sight of her dreams and plans,
How did she end up like this?
She’s not like us,
She’s way more upset.
When she wants the pain to stop, she cuts
She’s very unhappy, on that I’d place a bet.
That girl is me, a 13-year-old,
I used to be so outgoing and bold,
I used to be so loving and warm,
But now I’m rather cold.
Just keep on ignoring me,
And when I’m dead and gone,
Will me so-called friends miss me?
Or will they party on?
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Written September 24th, 2004
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keep on rockin'
Wow....this is an extremely powerful poem. I really enjoyed it though. I hope that things do get better for you. I'm pulling for you, I hope that you can pull through. This piece is so overfilled with emotion, it's really great. best of luck. love to you. I also know how you feel, i've been through it, and it's so hard to stop once you've started.
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