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As I sit in the shower

I cry a tear for all the pain

As I fall to the floor

You don’t hear the thud

You're not around to see the blood

You don’t watch my nails

As they dig into my skin

But if I bleed then why am I still here

Why are you talking to me right now

You wonder why

It’s because I just couldn’t

I couldn’t just end it then

But the scars are there

I hide them so you don’t see

Because you don’t see the real me

I don’t think anyone does

But don’t think that just because

I didn’t end it today

That I won’t end it tomorrow

I am alone

Still here because of them

Those few people who love me

Those few people who still care