Please

Please listen, 

there are things in this world that you don't understand, 

the voice in my head, 

the pain in your hands. 

Please open your eyes, 

the things here are real, 

all the scars you don't see, 

I can actually feel. 

Please open your heart, 

the worst day has come, 

I need you here, 

to see my battle not won. 

And when you find this, 

you will see what I meant, 

the blame is on me, 

my life is all spent. 

 

 

 

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