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One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Slurs pass through their lips Laughter is heard between them Yet no one directly calls me slurs so no one can help One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Go kill yourself you’re worthless you deserve to die They start saying things to me Do you really hate me that much? What have I done to you? One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Words heard over and over again Maybe they’re right Maybe I am Am I really a freak? One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Everyone else is happy, why can’t I be? No one even seems to notice me anymore I should have seen this coming One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink No one cares about you any more Just do it No one will notice you’re gone No one will care you’re gone One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Things start to get physical Pushed into lockers, my books in the trash Teachers turn their heads Kids laugh at the pain One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Everything only gets worse, I cry myself to sleep every night Scars line my arms, bones visible through my skin Teachers see the signs but do nothing Maybe no one really cares One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink 5, 10, 15 pills lined up on the counter with a bottle of Captain Morgan 20, 30, 40 cuts on my thighs Countless bruises covering my body Hatred filled with every sip of the burning alcohol going down my throat One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink Swallowing one pill after another Blood dripping down my arms and legs No one would care that I would be gone One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink The world starts spinning and I hit the floor I feel my head and heart pounding Everything starts turning black My only wish is that I knew what I did wrong What I did to deserve their hate One more pill one more cut one more bruise one more drink