August 27, 2008
By Samantha Taylor, Mammoth, CA

I look in the mirror
Tell myself I'm okay
But, how is it fine when I want to run away?
Listen to me, catch me, don't ever let me go
Wipe my tears away from my face
Do what you can to make me smile
For there is always a way for me to escape, into that deep pit of my mind

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