Well, I wrote this in swedish but translated it.
It's not about two persons, it's about several.
And it's all true, they're my (depressed) friends.
she hurts herself
just to feel she's still alive
I understand her now. Then I didn't.
He was the boy who said
he survived twothousandandsix thanks to me
I believed him the, now I don't
She was the girl who made scars
with the start in the arm
but lately in the stomach
just to be seen
sometimes she says, she's scared
scared of knifes
but then she has a knife in her bag
She's the girl who is awake at night
because she's full of panic
she goes to the kitchen every night
(she feels better afterwards, she says)
he's the boy who has quit
making scars at himself
or else, he doesn't show it
she's the quiet girl
and she's got a painful secret
she hurts herself
and sometimes she faints while she practise
(I know it's true)
but in the end
we all know what it feels like
(or is it just a considerate lie?)
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Written on 2007-08-16 at 00:34
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It's not about two persons, it's about several.
And it's all true, they're my (depressed) friends.
We all know what it feels like
She was the girl who saidshe hurts herself
just to feel she's still alive
I understand her now. Then I didn't.
He was the boy who said
he survived twothousandandsix thanks to me
I believed him the, now I don't
She was the girl who made scars
with the start in the arm
but lately in the stomach
just to be seen
sometimes she says, she's scared
scared of knifes
but then she has a knife in her bag
She's the girl who is awake at night
because she's full of panic
she goes to the kitchen every night
(she feels better afterwards, she says)
he's the boy who has quit
making scars at himself
or else, he doesn't show it
she's the quiet girl
and she's got a painful secret
she hurts herself
and sometimes she faints while she practise
(I know it's true)
but in the end
we all know what it feels like
(or is it just a considerate lie?)
Poetry by Poetry-poofter
Read 631 times
Written on 2007-08-16 at 00:34
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