Hannah Cooper

my emotions i can't control,
jealousy, anger but mostly pain.
I can't understand how or why
i ended up this way.
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Struggling with life
Turning to my knife
No one seems to be there
i cant say that they care
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S is for silence, which i need in my head
U is for understand, i'd rather be dead
I is for indecicive of what i believe
C is for crying, unable to breathe
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Once a year i always write to you,
telling you about this year through.
Another year and its the same,
getting through is the aim.
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Fighting to live
fighting for choice
fighting for the better
fighting for a voice
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struggling again to hold on
mixing the voice into a song
fighting against the waves
those hours feel like days
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Hiding in the shadows
i bet you do not see
how i feel about you
what you mean to me
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Emotions overwhelming me
Taking over my mind
how could i be so stupid
How could i be so blind
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porcelain skin with her eyes painted black
delicate wrists stained a pure rosy red
Curled up on the bathroom floor again
crying and hoping that she ends up dead
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Ana is a full time occupation
it lingers inside your mind
there's no freedom or escape
its the way it was designed
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Her face stained with tears
beginning to face all her fears
knife held tight in her hand
shes no longer able to stand
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Ive gotten use to hiding, going into a shell
Stoping my fears from becoming a living hell
An invisible barrier shielding my heart
Picturing a mask is how I always start
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You know im never gonna be alright
cuz i lay and watch the world go by
people moving which and every way
and its never gonna be okay, okay
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You left me all alone, curled up in the dark
finding something sharp to make another mark
Trying to cope with feelings i couldn't comprehend
silently choking on tears, wishing i was dead
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Fallen once again
left shattered. broken.

turning up the music loud
Cutting her own skin
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She's screaming inside your mind
keeping you from running away
she's trying to break you down
watch you crumble and decay
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Tell me its not too late
to try to fix this mess
to put myself back together
escape from this distress
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I don't know what to do anymore
lost and wondering thats for sure
obssessions and confessions
depression and regressions
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r' the world can be beautiful,
but the people are sad'
broken, lost without a cause,
wondering what they ever had
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she lost the will to live
she lost the will to survive
when everything falls apart
she finds it hard to stay alive
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