Her mother saw the scars on her arm. Told her there was nothing wrong. It's just a mistake, As the smile on her face was fake. She can't tell her mom truth, Because she's suppose to enjoy her youth. The scars won't go away, "I need help." She's says. No one will ever see the pain she hides, Because she covers them up time after time.
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