11 april 2012

My Dying Letter



The real me is hidden behind a mask,
And no one will see her even if they ask.

She's hidden away for no one to find,
Because she doesn't need someone else in her mind.

I cut so I can bleed,
Giving no warning heed.

The knife always leaves a scar,
There's reasons why I go so far.

But my reasons are what you would not understand,
So I always keep my blade in hand.

I'm sorry I keep these secrets from you,
I'm nothing, I'm useless, and a disappointment too.

I kept these secrets from you for your own good,
You say I'm clean. I wish I could.

But keeping this pain inside for so many years,
Is killing me and leaving me in tears.

I wish my life was pretty and pure,
Now with my life, nothing is for sure.

I love you and I'll miss you 'til the end of this day,
This is my dying letter and I have nothing left to say.




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