Got me some secondhand traumasnThey transformed mind into fleshnAnd lead to the untimely death of the child insidennFall asunder... now!nAnd bleed like me, see it's easynDon't want to be the only one to feel this waynnThey say when a wound is deepnIt hurts the most when it healsnGrowing inwards in the quicknnDon't want to build a womb around menDon't want to drown in amniotic fluidnDon't want you to say what I want to hearnnCan't you see or feel at all?nMust we turn to such drastic measures?nIs suicide attempt the only cry for help you can hear?nnA hand on a shoulder that writhes awaynThe mnemonics of this play is way to strongnDon't want your help but I want to healnnCross my heart I hope you dienAs you go boohoohoonnNo hate no morenNo more bitterness no morenNothing matters anymorenI'm not in pain no morenn