He'll never know the agony he caused me
He'll never know he ruined my life
He won't ever care that I want to erase me
He told me he didn't care at the time.
They're all saying that my mind doesn't count
Because my issue isn't common enough
They're all talking about it as if I
Didn't die so I'm supposed to be tough.
I missed class again today
To stop myself from coming undone
This one is dedicated to the boy who thought
That an ****** was worth ruining someone.
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
He'll never know the agony he caused me
He'll never know he ruined my life
He won't ever care that I want to erase me
He told me he didn't care at the time.
They're all saying that my mind doesn't count
Because my issue isn't common enough
They're all talking about it as if I
Didn't die so I'm supposed to be tough.
I missed class again today
To stop myself from coming undone
This one is dedicated to the boy who thought
That an ****** was worth ruining someone.
No amount of poetry will ever make me feel better. I am utterly helpless.
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