It's been months if not a year since it's been this bad.
The marks are up and down my legs with no remorse.
Dark red lines that will catch anyone's eye.
It's not like life hasn't been rad
I just have no path no course
I had forgotten how addictive it was to be this sad.
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 3:37 AM UTC
It's been months if not a year since it's been this bad.
The marks are up and down my legs with no remorse.
Dark red lines that will catch anyone's eye.
It's not like life hasn't been rad
I just have no path no course
I had forgotten how addictive it was to be this sad.
Y'all I'm okay I promise just a rough patch in life.
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