Nobody understands why I do it
I don't even know
It's just a release
For a split second it makes me feel free
Free from the pain inside
Free from my hell
But that feeling soon goes
That's when the hiding starts
Making up excuses to why I stayed covered up
Why my arm hasn't seen the light of day in years
It's an attempt to stop the stares and ridicule
But it doesn't help
Everyone knows what the bandage is for
Even friends make fun
Call me stupid and a freak
"Why do you do it?"
You wouldn't understand
Your too blind to see past the the shell I hide in
Do you really think I'm happy?
No
Apart from that split second
Before the blood starts to poor
Before the hiding starts all over again
