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Nov 2013
Let's go back
To when things were better
You don't think that something like this is going to happen to you
You think that you're normal
You thing that you're in control
But you're not
And you begin to realize it
Once you figure it out
You start to question yourself
Why me?
Why am I so dumb?
Why am I so different?
Why am I so ugly?
It's a constant argument
Between you and yourself
You walk into your bathroom
You lock the door
You're alone
On your own
Just you
You stand there like an idiot
Ripping open your skin
You think
Why am I doing this?
What is the point?
God I'm dumb
That stupid voice in your head
Asking you why your tearing your flesh
That constant argument
Between you and yourself
But after awhile
That voice fades away
Theres no one
No one is talking you you anymore
No one asking you why you are doing this
So you just do it
No emotion
Just you
Just your blade
Just your skin
Just your blood
What's wrong with that?
Nothing it seems
You hate your family
Your family hates you
You lock your bathroom door again
Why am I hated?
Does anyone actually like me?
No
No one
It's just me
You see all those blue veins in your wrists
Someone tells you
Don't cut those
But after awhile
That voice goes away
Maybe I actually should hit those blue things
Will I get hurt?
Will I die?
I don't care
No one does
I'm fat and ugly anyways
Who would want me?
No one
I kind of want to die
You say
It wouldn't really matter
You are at school
You look at the others
They are all so small
So beautiful
Why am I so big?
Maybe I should stop eating
Food is like poison
All it does is make you ugly
Stay away from that
I want to get smaller
Did you eat today?
What the hell were you thinking?
Your wrists are gonna bleed like crazy tonight
And it's your fault
You're doing this to yourself
Idiot
Maybe you should just throw up
That will make you feel better
Don't you want to get skinny?
Yeah
You do
Throw up
While you do that
Go cut yourself
There
Thats better
Stop feeling bad for yourself
Stop being so sad
You have a house
A bed
A life
Others would **** to be you
Well why do I hate myself so much?
Because you're stupid
Just stop
No one wants you here anyways
It's that constant argument
Between you and yourself
Nameless
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