You cut your wrist, and hope to die. Everyday you get bullied, beatten by your parents and students, your unloved, your unwanted. Just one day, just one stupid day, you wished to be loved, to be cared for. what's so wrong with asking that? You ask 'can you see me? Don't you care?' They answer with 'Who's that talking, who's that trash? Hell no!'
Kaile Stewart
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