You ask me if I'm alright
And how are you doing today
I want to tell you
But it is to hard to say
If you looked into my eyes
You would see me trying
You would see my crying
Yet when I open my mouth
I have no voice
Things are just to hard to say
My words are spoken in other ways
A cut on my wrist
A burn on my arm
It makes me feel better
When I self harm
It's ok you see
They are apart of me
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