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One week turns into two weeks
As this two weeks turns into a month
Time flies quickly
But the clock ticks slowly
...

Oh Toradol shot
You hit the spot
But not the right one
You make me scream in pain
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To all those people
Who think I'm ugly
Who think I'm fat
Who think I'm worthless
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Should I pray to a goddess
Or sing to The Lord?
My heart is burdened
And I can't take much more
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Roses are red
Voliets are blue
Everytime I go to bed
I think about you
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I run away
Depression catches up
It chokes me until I can barely breathe
He lets me breathe enough to slowly suffer
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I committed suicide
On Christmas day
decided I couldn't live the way I was living
Being so miserable in so many ways
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Never will I forget the first time a razor hit my wrist
Never will I forget the blood that shed
Never will I forget how my problems became this huge list
Never will I forget the puddles of red
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When I cover my scars
I'm no longer the emo one
I'm no longer that girl with cuts on her arms
No longer the shadow that covers the sun
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10.

I remember that day in 5th grade
I asked you 'Can I learn to play? '
You told me 'I have a cello
not the best but still playable'
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My eyes are red
My tears are blue
My thank you's aren't enough
To pay you for everything you do
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There's no hope
in a life so dull
Because depression happens on sunny days
Just as much as depression happens on days with no light
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It's what's on my mind
Just another hair
Just one more time
Pull pull pull
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The image of my room in my head
Feeling locked up in this dome
Wanting to sleep in my own bed
Home sweet home
...

What Am I
When the music stops playing
When the reality of life sets in
And my life is spinning
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Goodbye is the hardest word you can say
Whoever said 'Goodbyes are bitter sweet'
Has never said goodbye to light of day
Nor has a goodbye beat them like a cleat
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17.

Tears fall from my eyes
Because I am confused
I'm tired of goodbye's
and every game I've played,
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I have to many questions
But I'm not seeking for the anwsers
I'm depressed
But I don't want to be happy
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I have never loved until I loved him
And before that what I thought was love Was actually pure hate
I never looked into someone eyes
And saw what I see in him
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A rock is a person who keeps you sane
In a world where everyone is crazy
My rock is a caring, loving man
To look in his eye, I find peace
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Months

One week turns into two weeks
As this two weeks turns into a month
Time flies quickly
But the clock ticks slowly
Waiting for that month to become an hour
I will not let this clock mock me anymore
I turned that month into 2 months,
Then two months more
I cried and cried
Why is recovery so hard?
I want this so badly
But I get blinded by the clock that ticks away
Waiting for months of recovery to go to waste
As I hold on to little straps of strings
I pull myself up with all my strength
And I'm just taking it day by day
For this is all I can take
I hear the clock ticking louder
As the amount of days get bigger
But I block everything out
And force myself to keep hanging on
Sooner than I know it,
It's been 7 months, and soon to be 8
With each month that goes by,
I become more proud of myself
I've become a stronger person
And more importantly,
I'm becoming the person I've always wanted me to be

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