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Oct 2013
“Do you think she feels it?
The names we call her
Of course not, why would she
She’s nothing
A nobody
She is nothing
Dead”

But I do
I do feel it
I have the scars to prove it
Everything every one of you has ever said to me
Scared into my wrist
But you don’t care  
Why would you
I am nothing
Just like you said

A worthless girl
Drowning in her pain
Pain that she has carried for too long
But you don’t care
You don’t care that you’re the reason she keeps the razor
For her worst days
When no one listens
When she’s done saying that stupid saying
Those two words
Stay Strong

But the thing is
How can she
How can she stay strong, when she’s B R O K E N
And she can’t be put back together
It’s too late for that
You can’t take it back
Everything you said
You caused this
You’re the reason she’s this way
But you don’t care
It’s “not you’re problem”
Not your fault

So you let it all happen
You watch as her world falls apart for the last time
And you don’t care

But before you know it it’s over
The problem is “Solved”
With a handful of pills
Its over
Like that

And then it hits you
Maybe you should’ve done something
Said something
But you didn't
And now you get to live in regret
Because it’s over

But she was nothing
A no one
A worthless girl
In pain
But it’s all over now
The torture has subsided
And now she’s just another girl
A statistic of how many people “Don’t care”
Because she’s gone

And you did it
And you can sit for the rest of your life
Knowing you killed her
You pushed her over the edge
You can sit, in your guilt and regret
Knowing you’re the reason
She’s dead.
Tales of a Broken Girl
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