Crazed
I see you cut and cry,
And just want to die,
I try to help,
But you can’t see me there
I want to help,
But what should I do,
I’m just invisible to you,
I don’t understand why your like this,
I see you crazed,
But you hate that name,
But why would you do that?
You think you broken,
So repeatedly banging it
Against a wall will help,
I don’t think,
You need help,
You see that in those split seconds
When your gone,
And I just sit at the mirror,
In reflection of us.
Copyright © Natasha Evans | Year Posted 2007
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