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Jan 2015
They scream louder this time
There's nothing I can do
I am everything they never wanted
It's so clear to me now

Pulsing music from my iPod
Drowns Their voices out
I know that wont stop the fight
Just from you hearing it

I cant help but think of when they were happy
I wonder if it was my fault
If I had just been beautiful
Mom would have tried to halt
If had gotten straight A's
Dad would have cared
Instead of hurting me

I've tried so long for them to see
All I've ever wanted them to be
What every other family always had
But my cries and pleas have only left me
Hopeless, Broken, Sad

Once again I open that drawer
I sadly know to well
Grab that blade
To solve everything
At least for now
I lift my sleeve
Just one cut
I close my eyes shut

One tear slips down my vulnerable face
Then the flashbacks
Once again
Of the times where my father made sure I knew
No one will ever want me

I let that blade break through my skin
I hope to God that I'll eventually be okay
My old life
Hopeless Wonderland
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Hopeless Wonderland  Michigan
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