Where did i go
Where did the old me go?
The one who didn't cry every night?
The one who never disappointed anyone.
The one who loved everything.
The one who always had a smile?
Everything morning when I open my eyes,
I worry about what's going on?
How am I going to smile,
With the pain I have.
When I look in the mirror.
I see pain.
When I look at my wrist,
I see scares.
No one really see 's my pain.
On one ask where my scares came from.
No one cares.
I'm standing knee deep in pain.
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