Some people make comments that go ever so deep.
And I wonder, "Is it love, if it makes you weep?"
They push me, set my limits down below;
They make me weep, my spirit so low.
Friends watch as words strike like knives,
Asking themselves how she survives.
I sit in my room, thoughts running steep
asking where that light is for me to keep
Is it worth it to be trapped in this pain
Trapped in a world that would soon make me insane.
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and then Add to home screen.