We don't want to hurt yourselves
Slowly the blood runs down
it felt such a release
I don't want to hurt myself
But i feel no worth.
No-one understands
how could they
they gaze at you
with eyes of horror
Our culture have lost
our way.
And a little bit of
understanding
would go a long
long way.
Instead of pointing
the finger.
Don't be to quick
to judge.
Hurting our-self's
is just another way
to release our pain.
Its not that we don't
value life.
Our head is a little bit
messed up.
Believe me
Why don't you
take time to
listen ....
then perhaps
you would
Care......
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