I'm bored so I'll write a quick poem:) This is ALL true apart from the end. I just want to tell everyone that suicide isn't always the answer though at the time it seemed right. What really happened was my carers made me see a phycologist he gave me pills and things and now I'm living a perfectly happy teenage life though I can never rid of the memories that still haunt me. Stay strong people! It will all work out xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
I remember a few years back, When I thought I had it really bad, I'd heard that my dear mother had died, And there was nobody to hold me when I cried.