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Nobody understands,
when I get like this.
Every thought I have
makes me want to cry.
And nothing makes
the pain go away.

Are you crabby?
Do you want to talk?
Why don't you be happy?
Why don't you smile?

I don't know how to answer,
and it just feels like
the pain cuts deeper.
I'm a helpless, selfish
little girl.
And I just want to be left alone.
So I can cry.

Sometimes I try, like now,
to put it into words
Because maybe then,
it'll be worth it.
But it's not.
Words give no meaning,
only depth, to the pain.

Blood and darkness overtake my thoughts,
and the pain makes
my eyes burn with tears.

Little girl, covering
her head with her arms.
Crying and screaming
in her cage.
People walk by, but
no one hears her.