mmk well heres janine's poem for those of you who know her........ I try to explain what I'm feeling inside. I talk about my pain and how I have lied. But you doon't get it you don't understand. You still sit, unable to lend a hand. You don't know the feelin of metal to skin. You don't know what im thinkin when i put that blade in. You think you know when, where, and why. You tell me what you know but I'll still cry. I know you care. thats why you do it. But my hearts in a tear and I have to do it. well there we go..........thanks for readin kenzie p.s. i don't cut anymore..im actually pretty happy........i wrote that last week sometime.......so ya.......