Wars
What if i told you,
I cry myself to sleep everynight,
Becuase thats when my demons,
Love to pick a fight,
What if i told you,
The scars on my wrist arent from the cat,
And everytime i look in the mirror i still feel fat,
What if i told you,
I wanted to take my own life,
Cause nothing i do feels right,
And im tired of battling this fight,
What if i told you,
If your feelings this way,
There will be better days,
Better nights,
Along the way,
But some pay the price,
The one of their life,
That day,
A ten year old girl was with her dad,
Flying a kite,
At the park Dragoo,
She didnt think she would die so soon,
Four years later,
By her grave there were blue balloons,
She wished she could see her dad soon
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