Here arms are marked,
all the scars of what she feels.
Apparent on her body,
one after another and no one
Can know the pain.
for the family who loves her.
For the hurt is felt
further than you know.
The boy says he's fine,
yet you know he has pulled away.
You try to pull
even closer and are shut away.
Gone is he and you
feel like the hard wall was
Somehow your fault.
never realizing you tried.
This is the sadness
of mental health, it not
Only scars the one
but a whole community.
Please reach out,
let us in, we love you.
all the scars of what she feels.
Apparent on her body,
one after another and no one
Can know the pain.
for the family who loves her.
For the hurt is felt
further than you know.
The boy says he's fine,
yet you know he has pulled away.
You try to pull
even closer and are shut away.
Gone is he and you
feel like the hard wall was
Somehow your fault.
never realizing you tried.
This is the sadness
of mental health, it not
Only scars the one
but a whole community.
Please reach out,
let us in, we love you.
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