Please see through my mask

The mask that hides everything
The pain
the guilt
the love.
Understand
I care
I live
I love
I don't know how
To show it
To be it
To love it
Please see through my mask

The scary things are

The scary thing is
that if I had a gun,
I could have been gone with one pull of the trigger
if I had a razor,
The pool of blood could have gotten bigger and bigger
if you hadn't noticed
I would have been covered in scars

If she didn't stop me

I would have run through the cars
If there was no tomorrow
There would be no way to hope
If I didn't cut
There would be no way to cope
If there was someone to trust
I would be better
If I had someone to talk to
My face wouldn't be wetter
If he didn't leave me
I wouldn't have cried
If you had loved me
I wouldn't have died

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Every suicide has a murderer.


The killer? Society.

You may ask "why do you say this?" My daughter killed herself because she thought she was fat.

Society told her she was fat. She was only eight years old.