Masochistic Child

What You Wanted

Copyright, Masochistic Child

i cant help the way i was born.
everyone has flaws.
you never would accept mine.
i tried to tell you its what i have to do.
its the only way to get rid of the pain.
so instead of trying to understand you leave me.
you tell me that you dont want to hear anything else about my problem.
if you loved me like you said you did you would try to understand or stay so i didnt keep burying this razor in my arms.
but instead you left just like everyone else and it hurt the most of all.
so i sit here in my room with the only friend i have left, the razor. and i cut and cut trying to escape the pain but its different this time
its not leaving. this time ill die just like everyone wanted.

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