Lost


Crying tears of endless shame
A blade runs slowly across my wrist
a jet of pure ed flowing blood
a release of aniety built up

The blood it trickles
staining the rug where it has fallen
red forever telling the tale
of a girl who felt she had nowhere to turn

Her life in shamblems
crumbling all around her
parents who dont seem to care
no friend to speak of

She feels alone
She is alone
Alone and Lost
Inside her own Head
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