The eyes peer at her like the predator to its prey
don't be crazy, youre fine they'd say
Dark shadows whip past
and leave a deep gash
no one believes she doesnt control them
her family's trust in her starts to look thin
"I wish you'd stop cutting for christmas", they'd say
and laughing and lolling the shadows would again come out to play
"lets move away, Im not safe here"
"youre insane, you need help, dear"
"help me, help me I dont want these scars"
"Darling, oh darling, youve gone way too far"
needles and pills fill every vein
never will she be able to think again
the doctors didnt count, overdosed her by a lot
her best friend is the only one who fought
The next week mum slept in the room without fright
and awoke with gashes and scars from the night
Crying, she choked and knew she should have belived
her baby wasn't lying she needed to listen to her plee
Mom and dad moved away far from that house
and not once not at all did guilt ever arouse.
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Moral of the story...Listen to people...even if they sound insane!
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