They had no idea
How she truly felt
And they did not know
With what she dealt
Because she knew how to smile
And hold back her tears
She did this for months
Months turned into years
Self-harmer, depression, anorexia, self-hate
Four of her many destructive self traits
She took pride in her razor
But mostly her knife
She finished her letter
Then ended her life
m.h.
Oct 13, 2013
Oct 13, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC
They had no idea
How she truly felt
And they did not know
With what she dealt
Because she knew how to smile
And hold back her tears
She did this for months
Months turned into years
Self-harmer, depression, anorexia, self-hate
Four of her many destructive self traits
She took pride in her razor
But mostly her knife
She finished her letter
Then ended her life
m.h.
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