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. McKoy 9 October 2013 I Just Want to Roar I press the razor against my cold skin, Think about how easily I could cut it, Think about how hard it is to live, I tell myself to STOP IT!
You cant help who you are..what you are They just dont understand I look at the scars, cuts, bruises lining my arm, Every one of them reminds me what I withstand
Every day, every hour, every minute, I fear the abuse I hear the insults even when they are not being said I hate the way the bullies are amused They SCREAM and SHOUT and fill me with dread
They crack jokes about homosexuals Thinking there is no harm done And the feud between them and the gays never settles Meaning neither of them has won
I come home thinking it will finally be over for the day But instead, all I have is an unaccepting family And all they ever say
This isnt something I chose I cant change the way God made me But yet all I hear are bellows Of people saying mean things, being a bully
And so I stand here with a razor to my skin Thinking is it even worth it anymore Is it worth it to live? Im so sick of it. I just want to ROAR
STOP! PLEASE! BEFORE ITS TOO LATE! I CANT TAKE IT! IM TIRED OF THE WAIT! WAITING FOR LIFE TO HAVE MEANING! WAITING FOR PEOPLE TO HEAR ME SCREAMING!
Im done. I cant do it anymore. I need help yet no one hears. All of my fears, Its becoming too much to handle Im starting to think help is unavailable
I press the razor HARDER to my skin I make a cut thats very thin I feel RELIEVED of all the pressure Ive built up inside Everything I have to hide
Presnell 3 I can still feel everything deep down in my core I contemplate suicide Something that I have tried
I thought back to what started this all Those words that started this brawl I decide Im done I guess the bully won.