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You don’t think I know how u feel

But actually,I do know its is all very real

I tell you what you are doing  is wrong

But secretly I am doing the same thing

I don’t let anyone know

Because I don’t want them to see

The inside of me

You say your cutting again

In my head is the same old same

I am the fool again

I am, lying when I yell don't do it it's wrong

When I have been doing it secretly all along

But I want to be there for each other

And just forget about the others

I am sick of my life

And cutting and drugs  is how I deal with it

So go ahead try to talk to me

But drugs are the only thing

That make me feel free

Cutting is my way of crying

While my soul is slowly dying