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These Scars
2 reviewsthis is a poem, well it was a song i wrote but i quit my band so i just put it back into a poem. the first part of it i wrote when my cousin tried to kill himself and the second part i wrote when m...
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These scars will stay forever,
The things that happened to me.
I didn't really do it,
But so much I do see.
My family so sad,
I cry myself to sleep.
For no one really knows,
Oh, how I do weep.
Though I do stuff to cheer me up,
To make me feel happy,
But nothing I can find,
Will clense me of this tragedy.
And now, again,
It happens to me.
I guess forever,
Sad I'll be.
For depression,
It's there.
I see it,
Everywhere.
He didn't really tell me,
I heard it from his friend.
And now guess what?
I cry myself to sleep again.
The scars on me,
The ones you see,
Are not the worst ones,
That I have.
'Cuz the things I feel,
Are way to real.
And I can't make them,
Go away.
The things that happened to me.
I didn't really do it,
But so much I do see.
My family so sad,
I cry myself to sleep.
For no one really knows,
Oh, how I do weep.
Though I do stuff to cheer me up,
To make me feel happy,
But nothing I can find,
Will clense me of this tragedy.
And now, again,
It happens to me.
I guess forever,
Sad I'll be.
For depression,
It's there.
I see it,
Everywhere.
He didn't really tell me,
I heard it from his friend.
And now guess what?
I cry myself to sleep again.
The scars on me,
The ones you see,
Are not the worst ones,
That I have.
'Cuz the things I feel,
Are way to real.
And I can't make them,
Go away.
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