They tell me I am no good. They tell me others are no good. Burning and cutting they tell me I need to do but I do not want to. I have to hide the knives and sharp objiects at night because I am afraid that something might happen and I or someone will do something with them. I do not even know if this is the place I need to write this stuff but it's the only place it seemed that it might fit.
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