I Am Pathetic

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I sit and cry
without a try.
I let him hit me.
I let him shove me
and kick me
and slap me
and yell
and scream...

I know I'm strong.
I know it shouldn't happen,
and I know it's wrong.
I do love him.
He does stick up for me,
unless there's no need...

I don't let them see me cry
because it'd make me weak.
So I sit in my room and well,
I use this knife
and make everything right...
even for a few seconds.
I know you don't understand
but it's better to have scars on my hand
than on my wrists
and legs and stomach...
right?
Why do I do it?
Because
I am
pathetic.





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