sometimes i wish i could tell her
about whats killing me inside
about my misery
everything i hide
about my pain
my unwanted fake smiles
that everything isn't the same
suicide thoughts floating in my brain
the voices
the reasons for the scars on my wrists
i'm drawning in a sea full of lies
full of pain
and scars i hide
theres no more tears left to cry
and about my scars
i'll try to lie
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