I cry because I hurt so bad.

I cry because I can.

I cry because I’m sad.

I cry to release

the pain inside.

I cry because

I want to die.

I cry because

I’ll never be

great at anything.

I cry because

I’m dead inside.

I cry because my

soul is strained.

I cry because I

wish I could cut

myself on the in-

side like I do on

the outside and

because my scars

inside weren’t from

knife or razorblade…they’re

from me.

 

--JaMeZ! (11-11-04)