Because of you

January 31, 2009
By Anonymous

"why me?
why do i take this?
why am i your punching bag, your stress relief, your little sister, your student, your child?
Your wore out dirty little rag doll only you have fun with, not me?
Why do I have so much to scream into your ears?
My screams become faint whispers, becuase of you.
You are the reason I walk the halls with my head down begging for this nightmare to end.
You are the reason that razor blade touches my skin.
"It's you not me"
I wish to tell myself that one day.
That will be the day the world is lifted off my shoulders and onto yours.
"It's me not you"
I know now it's all me
Only because of you."

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