Becoming more frequent....
more pain... more lines... more blood spilt.
thank god its winter and i can hide behind long sleeves without dying from heat.
Thought this was long over.... but like an addiction its back and in full force and becoming worse over time.
Now it doesn't matter
whether I'm thinking about you
or whether i have friends near...
I don't have to be sad for it to take control.
Whether happy or not
its still happening
getting worse all the time
doubt anyones going to be able to stop this now not even you... if you knew.
lets see how long i last.... how long this secret is just that...
and how long i can stay strong and act like nothings wrong.
