They don't see the scars on wrist,
they look at me like I'm a normal man.
Making me feel as if my life can change.
They smile at my suicidal jokes,
yet they know sometimes I'm not joking.
They pick me up when I trip,
and tell me not to be so clumsy.
Those people are my Hero's
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 5:45 PM UTC
They don't see the scars on wrist,
they look at me like I'm a normal man.
Making me feel as if my life can change.
They smile at my suicidal jokes,
yet they know sometimes I'm not joking.
They pick me up when I trip,
and tell me not to be so clumsy.
Those people are my Hero's
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