My parents asked why I started cutting into my wrist,
How can I give them answers I don't even have?
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They asked this so much after they found out. I never had a good answer.
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Shit Happens
PoetryThis is for anyone that can't put there thoughts and feelings into words. Whether it be at your best, worst, most beautiful, or most tragic times. These poems will remind you of them. Or so I hope. Because I mean Shit Happens. What you should expe...
