Me Poem by Angel Smith

This hurt she can't handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life
Each day she gets through is a day she is strong
She really wants to but she thinks it is wrong
She craddles the bottle close to her heart she's it's slave
Each day she throws the pills away is a day she is brave
This pain she can't handle shows through her scars
Dreaming of death while others dream of superstars
Each day she keeps on trying
Each she's dreaming of dieing
I know all her fears
I've seen all her tears
But that may just be
Because that girl is me