i lied
the truth is
im in pain
im hurt
i cut my self
im bleeding
im dieing
im lost in a puddle of hate confusion and sorrow
the truth is
i blame you
its all your fault
if it wernt for you
i would be fine
i would be dandy
the truth is
you did this to me
your controling my life
your acting like im a pet
you tell me what to do
im your daughter
not your servent
i diserve better
i diserve freedom
and maily i diserve
a parent who cares about me
who loves me
and who will risk their life for me
and to get that im
killing my self
one more slit of the wrist
good bye
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~*claps sorrowfully, but somehow smiles*~ Excellent. I know what it's like with this dude, and bravo. You captured your pain, and now it's surging into my heart and making it in PAIN! Bravo, truely bravo. If you want, you can borrow my bat and practice your swings on your 'parents' headlights. He he he he...
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thats really good and really sad.
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Oh. My. God.
That is so personal, and it hits a nerve.
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