Change has came
I can finally cope
There's no more pain
Of wanting more coke
I finally feel like me
But the people can't
They can only see
And all they do is rant
Of my past life
I used to self harm
Cutting myself with a knife
You can see scars on my forearm.
I am better and new
But people treat me the same
And there's nothing I can do
I walk free of shame
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Dysthymia (
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Walk free there - a fine write D!
What a triumphant end
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