I NEVER KNEW THAT I'D BE THIS WAY IT JUST CAME NATURALLY YES IT HURTS MY FRIENDS WHO WERE ONCE THERE FOR ME ARE NOW GONE, THEY JUDGE ME AND MAKE ME FEEL AS IF I'M DIFFERENT BUT THEY DON'T KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I CUT MY WRIST AT NIGHT, HOW MANY TIMES I TRY AN HANG MYSELF AT NIGHT, HOW MANY TIMES I PUT A GUN TO MY HEAD AT NIGHT, EVEN MY MOM JUDGES ME AND SAYS SHE KNEW I WAS A MISTAKE BUT SHE DOESN'T KNOW I WISH TO COMMITTEE SUICIDE, AND YES I AM BISEXUAL
A vivid expression of someone's being...thanks for sharing, you would also read my Shattered. A big 10! Cheryl
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I would like to translate this poem
All storms end, then the sun comes out. And then you say, What storm?