How
By: Renee
Why do I do this,
have these thoughts,
bring such pain,
cry so hard,
How do I do this,
get so low,
yet survive,
fool you,
I bring it on,
its all self torture,
all mental,
self-mutilation,
Not physical,
mental,
fake,
imagined,
Yet examine it,
cut it open,
tear it apart,
It all seems so real,
so hard,
so important,
But its not,
so why do I make it?
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