Sometimes it felt fine
Sometimes it didn't
She was tired of trying
But she kept her chin up
She did what they asked
She was okay
She couldn't feel fine
She was exhausted
No one knew
She wouldn't let them know
At night she'd cry
Her tears would flow
Fast and swift
Soon, they started to fall from her wrists.
May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
Sometimes it felt fine
Sometimes it didn't
She was tired of trying
But she kept her chin up
She did what they asked
She was okay
She couldn't feel fine
She was exhausted
No one knew
She wouldn't let them know
At night she'd cry
Her tears would flow
Fast and swift
Soon, they started to fall from her wrists.
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