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You don't even know who I am.
What I am for that fact...
Just stay away,
That's all i'll stay
There's a monster inside of me
Screaming to break free
I'll eat you alive
And tell all these lies...
I'll shatter your heart
So it looks just like mine
I'm a liar
I'm a cheater
A whore and so much more
I'm tearing at the seams
You don't know what it means
Just stay away
That's all I'll say.
What I am for that fact...
Just stay away,
That's all i'll stay
There's a monster inside of me
Screaming to break free
I'll eat you alive
And tell all these lies...
I'll shatter your heart
So it looks just like mine
I'm a liar
I'm a cheater
A whore and so much more
I'm tearing at the seams
You don't know what it means
Just stay away
That's all I'll say.
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Don't Give Up, It Gets Better
No one ever asked about the cuts on her arms
Hidden with long sleeves, people asked her if she was warm
She thought they didn't notice, that nobody cared
But with dark clothes and long sleeves, how could people not stare?
Days passed, then months and years,
All that time she held back the tears
So many cuts and so many scars
The pain that she felt took her too far
They covered her arms and covered her thighs
She prayed and said, "God just let me die."
Why would she throw away such a beautiful life?
She felt unloved and alone as she plunged with her knife.
One last time--she collapsed to the floor,
The pain and misery seeped to he
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It Gets Better
He didn't want to live. When I first met him, I didn't see that. Honestly, I couldn't see much beyond myself back then.
Aching from a recent break up and bitter from being on the other side of abuse, all I saw when I first looked at him was someone beautiful and someone I could help. Since my best friend was beyond my reach, I tried to reach out to him. At that time, I thought I was only helping him heal physically while he helped me emotionally.
A few weeks before we met, he had fallen from a fire escape. I remember how casually he told me about the fall, about the damage it had done to his body. The memory still haunts me, though I'll nev
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sometimes, it gets to me
do "normal" people
have to find people
who support them being alive
do "normal" people
have to find people
who accept their love for another
do "normal" people
have to be told
"i have no problem with you being here"
do "normal" people
have to find people
who will "help them be themselves"
if "normal" people
don't have to waid through millions
to find one person
who "needs" to say
they support them, accept them, have "no problem" with them, and will "help them"
why do we?
there is nothing wrong with us
why do we /need/ to be told these things
why do we have to be treated
like we have some sort of disability
why can't i ju
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To a guy that claims he likes me, really you don't know me at all. You're new to this school and you're only seeing what you want to see, I just wish you saw my past because then you would walk away. I'm sorry, I just can't. I can't let you fall for me, I want to be different then what I always was, but you don't know me so stay away.
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Sorry but why can't you just be happy that someone likes you?