emo and alone

idk...

The waves around me are crashing down on me in this life in this world of hate and disaster it drowns me with the empty sorrows of the forgotten my pain is drowned in my tears, only i don't cry like most people do when i cut it is my way of crying it is so I am not weak I will not hide my cuts if you ask me were i got them i will tell you i got them from all of the pain i carry inside of my soul when you ask me why, i will tell you for all those times you made fun of me or talked about me behind my back or even pretended to be my friend mabye all of this was my fault or mabye it could be yours you see all the scars on my wrist and they scare you, you are afraid to ask me what i did you are afraid of the truth because somewere deep down inside of you, you know that this could be all your fault next time you hurt someone or talk about someone behind there back or insult them to there face think about this and who you are hurting and if they are fighting a war in there hearts already would you feel guilty if they killed there selves over your words that you have said...

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