my days are dreary, dark, and grey i want to scream, im being surrounded by all the people they're calling me names like freak, and emo they call me emo all because, they saw my wrists, it was enough to make them judge all because im different, i didn't want to fit in. they judge me by what they see they don't know enough to see whats inside is what really matters whats behind this upside down smile a girl screaming, drowning in tears because the peoples judgements were her worst fears. now its over i go home and get in trouble im late and sent to my room they all assume im safe, up in my room, but they walk in it's permanantly over im on the floor, my arms are covered in blood of red, im dead forever!
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