Please All Of You

I see it in the corner
I want to but I cannot
All this thinking about it
Is leaving me distraught

I know they care
But I want to help myself
I don't NEED them
I don't need their help

My friends hate me
At least until I stop the "problem"
I don't know what to do
I don't know how to stop them

But as I sit here thinking
My hand goes toward that blade
And I can't help it
Look at the other marks it's made

I know I'm an outcast
Because of what I do
But I can't seem to care
I can't seem to please all of you