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at this point, I've lost him completely, but I'm okay with it now. I guess I can't do anything about it now. I just have really bad luck with men in general. Maybe some day I'll find a good one, but I'm not getting my hopes up right now. It's just too much pain if I don't soon.... Other than that, I'm doing better with the cutting... I've got a friend who's been there since about 4th or 5th grade who knows, and he was about the biggest help I could have ever found. He just listened when I ran...

Out of control spiraling down Feeling so helpless about to drown I'm just trying to help but all I can do is hurt those I love so what do I do? so he got caught, Is that just my fault? or is it the fact that he got it from me? I thought he'd do better to hide stuff like that He's done it before and suddenly he can't? she doesn't know how guilty I am only that she thinks I'm somehow the problem She thinks that it's my fault plans got canceled or days got changed, or rearranged. The truth is, i...

it's just an easy way out but yet so hard to do they say it's a coward's choice but so is all I do I see the blade and see the end but yet I stop let myself mend you are all I have the only good I know and yet when I'm with you I still just want to go you see the pain you fight for me even if I'm too pissed to see what you are doing for you and for me for me to heal and for "us" to be how do I tell you I'm lucky and know it that all you do I appreciate though I don't show it you see everythin...

What do you see when you look at me? a face in the crowd? or one who speaks aloud? I hide who I am because of what that is I try not to show off so that they might miss what's really there. the scars that I hide aren't on my body they're in my mind on my heart you see a few it's a start the scars on my body are nothing to me. they only serve to hide what's really hurting. the fact that I'll never be pretty or cool. I'll never be popular or top in the school Not that I care or so I tell you. a...

When will they see me? I am not what they think They see the cuts but not the pain not what's behind them They see the outside You see the inside When will they see what I have become? I am not what I was. Every time you look you see what I try to show the side everyone sees they don't even try No one cares how I feel how I see the world no one but you.