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i'm standing here in a room full of people
people who i call my "family"
i'm screeming, crying
no one looks back
no one cares

i'm standing here on a bridge with my family
no one stops me from jumping
they are only pushing me harder

i'm standing here waiting for a train to come
no one stops me from jumping
they are only pushing me harder

i'm siting here with my knife
no one stops me
no one cares

and you asked me why i hated my family?
this is why.
they don't cry
don't care if i die

the nice girl_tabita_(tha~belgium~chick)

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The following comments are for "they don't care..."
by tabita

I care
this sentiment has been the source of alot of pain,bitterness, and angry emotion, you worded it very well.....the vein has been opened here, and it flowed a bloody river.

( Posted by: johnb79 [Member] On: February 28, 2004 )

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