why do I feel so worthless.
why do I even try
my life ain't worth the time
or even worth a dime.

at night when I go to bed
I cry myself asleep
and no one even cares.
or even try to see

there's scars that cover my body
and blood that's pure bliss.
I hold a blade in my hand
wanting to cut myself again.

the pain brings me alive.
and clams my feelings inside.
but the marks I must hide.
where no one can ever find.

cuz if they do
they will say
it's all for attention
when it's just a call for help.
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