twistedsmile

they'll check your wrists 
but not your thighs,

they'll check your smile
but not your eyes,

they'll avoid the truth
believe the lies.

she paints on a smile
So she pulls down her sleeves
And paints on her smile
And maybe she will even believe it for a while

So she laughs during the day
And she will go home at night
But at night she breaks and she cries
As everything deep inside begins to rise

In that moment she gets out her blade
Which she draws across her skin
And she realises the voices are starting to win

She stands there in shock at what she's done
And looks at the cuts one by one

Time has gone by, months turn to years
And yet still continues are the cuts and tears

But she pains on her smile
So no one can tell that deep down there is pain
While in her mind she is going inside

Do you play violin on your wrists?
do you compose tragic stories
are you playing a song of sorrow and pain
do you play violin on your wrist?

the realisation ...
of how many school mates arnt eating
how many nursery buddies hold blades
to see your old friends covered in scars

the realisation of how many childhood friends are names on gravestones

to realise how messed up you've all become

its depressing.

he anoys me.
but thats why i love him.

when you're happy you enjoy the music,
when you're sad you understand the lyrics.

-Frank Ocean-

you try to hurt me with waves of words
& i survive
'coz i am unsinkable

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&
I Refuse To Sink
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