April 1, 2011
By Anonymous

I used to be different
I didn't cry everyday
now I'm on the edge
suffering with much pain

I long to be like a child
for then I had no fear
but that time has passed
and so I stand here

how will I even begin to mutter
all these words I wish I could say
behind the door I wait and wonder
but I make excuses and turn away

you could help me, I know
you could save me, I'm sure
but I'm too frightened to ask for a cure

so now I must suffer
in silence I will stay
until the day I find courage
to step up from this pain

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