Suicide
When your mad you cut your wrist.
When your sad you slit your wrist.
When you cry you try not to lie but everytime you break down and cry.
You tell you best friend but she never listens.
You awake at night and tair at your eyes and think to your self "why am i here?"
You call your friend and shes stresed to so you both tell each outher the troubled
truth.
You tell her you were raped and she was to but now the truth is revealed whats
next suicide?
Your friend is pregnat and you are scared.
You lay in your bed scared to death.
He looks through your window and sleeps in your bed.
You can somethin inside you moving.
Very weary your in the dilivery room.
You teary weary mom is beside you thinking to her self "My babay's having a
baby".
Whats next?
You cut your wrist untill you cry.
Whats next a big fat lie?
You cut your wrist.Whats that?
Suicide?
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